I'd rather be alone, than with people who only care about using me. I hate that feeling though. I hate being happy at the certain time, giving my whole heart to the person I care about, but after everything i've done for them, they just fuck me over. It's just life, let me get used to it. I swear I'm gonna punch the next person who will break my heart and make me feel like I've been broke into pieces. I'm not a piece of meat. You can't just throw me around, like I'm some kind of object. I've got feelings too. What does it all include? My life experience. I'd rather get rid of some memories, even though they were good. I'd rather forget all them wicked moments, rather than think all my life through. I hate doing that. I hate thinking about all my mistakes, and all the bad moments that happened. It makes me weak, it makes me want a better life than I have now. And even though I want to end everything right now, right here. I know I gotta keep going. I cannot give up, problems just started. The worst part is, I don't know if I will ever sort them out. I need time. Otherwise? There's no point.