I realized last night that I carry around all this hurt and abandonment around with me.
College has stolen away everyone who I have ever loved. Friends and boys.

The people I used to spend every minute possible with, the ones who would come to my house and drive me around every where just because have now disappeared.

Now I’m left with mediocre people who honestly could care less if I was really around. People that I am tired with trying with.

I don’t want to just be replaceable.

I promise it’s not for my lack of trying. So many unanswered texts, invites, and phone calls. At some point I just can’t keep trying.

Everyone moves on, but aren’t I supposed to have replacements too?

I’m growing up, maturing, changing. Just alone, and not how I expected. My parents are surprisingly the only ones who I have to talk to. Though there my parents… not the greatest people to talk with and hang out with.

Whatever, I need to get over this shit.