I have been hurt really bad, especially recently. No one has room or time to really give a ****. But that's okay, I've struggled lonesome through out my whole life. I've laughed, I've cried. The ones I thought I'd never see leave is now gone. I grew up independent but yet still gullible. A bad heart break and I kind of feel really vulnerable. I've never in myself life have met anyone that has stayed with me to pull myself through. As soon as the tough got harder, my senses of determination to get better just decided to fail do to no help. I am probably the most independent person now. I owe my life to myself so it's time to throw the **** in the back and continue walking.
I just wish I could trust again, I don't even trust my ******* friends.