I think it's funny how friends just seem to come and go. It's crazy looking back on it all now. How one point in time you think how you're so close to certain people and they are like your brother; how you care about each other like the two of you are your own blood, but another point in life you don't even talk to each other anymore. How at one point there's a girl in you're life who you care about more than anything, and then another point later on in life they don't even acknowledge you exist. And then when you think you suffered enough and are finally ok with what happened, the same thing happens again with someone new. And all you do is fall right back down, with no one there to break your fall, because everyone who was once there just left. It makes me wonder if there are actually people who care. Not just people who think they do, but people who actually do care. If there are, I damn sure hope I find them some day. This truly is the strangest feeling. To one day sit at a bonfire looking up at the stars with a bunch of good friends around you, to the next laying on your bed looking up at the ceiling with no one around, feeling broken and lost with no one to turn to.