I Wonder How

I let myself get to this point. How I let myself hangout with people who only brought me down. Wow. What a fucking reality check. I think I have a feeling of whose reaaaallly a good friend or not. I'm definitely not going to be the one handing out third and fourth chances. Too bad I don't care anymore! I figure once I move out, I wont have to see or talk to any of them anymore. Oh well! :D