Well, I have no clue. I don't t even know what to think. Nothing seems to be the way it used to be.

• Two years ago, I was really close to my parents. Now, I'd do anything to get away from them, and I do everything I can to avoid talking to them.
• Two years ago, I had a few reallyy good friends here. Now I have maybe ^one person that I consider kinda a friend. Most of the people I consider really good friends are the people I will probably never get to see again.
• Two years ago, I cared way too much about what people thought of me. Now, _{I just don't give a fuck}. I've just given up on trying to get other people to think I'm not just that weird chick that sits by herself, crying, and trying to hide all her problems.
• Two years ago, there would of been no way in hell I would of talked to people I didn't know. Now, not only do I talk to people I don't know, I also scream, hug, and tackle people I don't know. And I love it.
• Two years ago, I didn't know anything outside of Jerseyville. Now, I can't imagine only living for what is in this fucked up town. If this is all I had to live for, I'm pretty sure I would kill myself. There is absolutely nothing here worth living for.
• Two years ago, I was a shy, quiet, little girl. The kind of little munchkin you would find hiding from everyone under the table, talking to herself because no one else would talk to her. Now, I'm the farthest thing from quiet, I'm loud and just say... _{or scream}... whatever's on my mind.If you dont like it, I dont care. and now, instead of hiding under the table, I'm the one thats up on the table singing along with the radio and dancing like a crazy person.
• Two years ago, my "friends" were never there for me when I needed them. Even though I was ^always there for them. Now, my friends are almost always there for me. If anyone messes with me, they're most likely ^{gonna have to go through my friends first}.
• Two years ago, everyone was, for the most part, happy. Now, alot of my friends cut. Almost all of them have told me that they want to die, or that they were thinking about _{killing themselves} at least 3 or 4 times.
• Two years ago, _smoking? ^drinking? All my friends told me they _never would. Now, alot of my friends drink, even more smoke. It's ^disgusting.
• Two years ago, the people I called my friends promised they'd always be there. Now, I can honestly say that all of my friends except one are liars, and horrible friends.

It's kinda sad that I'm just realizing that even though I thought I knew what was going on, I really had no clue. These people I thought I knew, I guess I never really did know them.