Less & Less

I don’t want to go back to college; I don’t want to see them.

I shouldn’t feel soo hurt about this, but I am. And I can’t help it. We are “family” apparently.

I can never hold down a friend. I don’t blame them; I blame me. It always the same story; things goes well, drama here, drama there we get close then something like this happens and I somehow overreact.

I don’t know if I expect too much or too little from them but it ends up the same way. The list goes on regard all the people whom had this “friendship” with me.

The more I think bout it the more I want to see them less.

First day at Chapman’s bar. Boring as hell but have some good companions there; Alvin & Agnes.

Just wanted to get this off my chest.

These are my thoughts and views. If it really offends you, either you are a pushover or just a freaking baby, grow up