Why is it that we feel the need, to change OURSELVES...and OUR LIVES to better suit others? Why do we conform to not making ourselves happy, JUST for the sake of having someone else SORT of happy?

I'm up at this ridiculous hour, because I'm fed up.

Words really cannot express how dissappointed and hurt I am.

Don't forget who was around when shit was ugly. I sure as hell don't.

Don't make me have to change things, because I will I have no problem in doing so.

So if u wanna be my friend, well and good.

If u wanna stay in the clique..so be it