I'm now at the age of 23 and i don't know what happen to my life.When i look at all my friends pictures and profiles, it's starting to make me feel like im not here anymore, just a drifting profile at sea, just a collage of something that know one cares about anymore.I don't know if im awake or still dreaming of this horror that we call reality.I miss every thing and i miss everyone, aren't memories supposed to be happy than why is it that when they float to the surface it makes me horribly sick. there gone and the innocence of those moments are gone. Why couldnt we have know,why doesn't anyone tell us until its to late. Now life is a constant battle to stay alive, to stay happy when there is no reason for it. You look every one in the eyes and you know that its just a big fucking joke.
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