Man, you wouldn't believe the most amazing thing that can come from some terrible lies.

I definitely don't remember being on this emotional rollercoaster back when I was a teenager. And I know why.
I just hate that I won't accept why.
It's sick, to know how to be happy and love life, and to completely turn your back on it because you don't want to have to try.
But at the moment, I am happy. PS has been home for a few weeks, and spending all this time with him reminded me of how life used to be, back in high school, back in a stress-free world.
GC told me his opinion the other day. Told me I just had to settle somewhere and make lasting contacts. My life is difficult because of the way I choose to live it.

"So this is it?
I sold my soul for this?
Washed my hands of that for this?
I miss my Mom and Dad for this?"