I find it hard to trust people now. I've make mistakes in the past and I've learned to live with them. I've learned to accept people for who they really are, it's not hard. Sometimes, I can't be bothered anyone. Sometimes I don't even want to be alive, but ,the thing is. I have a million reason to be alive and I just haven't found it yet. I miss the people that I shouldn't think about anymore. I've liked, I've loved, I've been hurt. I have hurt people. I'm not perfect. But hey, this is me.