Where It All Starts.

okay, i’m tired of constantly having to worry about others and, listening to people say that they will be there. i heard it so much to the point where i’m starting not to care. which is not the best for your last year of Middle school. yeah, i said it. i’m worrying about all this and, don’t even have to pay any bills. i wonder how this year is going to start and, finish. i honestly don’t want to look at that school anymore. i’m not with any of my close friends, and i can’t even say that cause i don’t even know who my friends are until i really need them.