It really is hard to find good people. People that make it possible for you to overlook their imperfections and love them for who they are. I try to see the very best in people, I really do..but lately I've been let down so much, every person is just a test of my patience. Last night was HORRIBLE. Let me say it again, HORRIBLE. pffff. My two "best friends" were more concerned about taking a fucking bath together than me crying in a room by myself. Keenyn doesn't give a fuck anymore. Terry didn't give a fuck..never did..he's proved that by now. Rachel was only concerned with getting the opposite sex's attention. And fucking Asap, duuuuude fuck you. You will never have my full energy, ever. Today isn't much better, getting left alone..on Easter. I want to die sometimes. Most of the time. I truly believe my non existence would hardly be noticed. Wanting to believe the best about people doesn't make it true.