I don’t care. Even if you’re the King’s son. I won’t give a damn.

I’m finally sitting at my desk again, somewhat alone. I haven’t been alone for weeks. Not since some jerkface reared his ugly head into my life and made me feel so trapped. I felt like I was living the biggest joke of a life in the universe. But you know what? These years I have fought to find myself, fought to keep me, fought to be me and fought to forget the guy whom I thought I could spend my life with (Not anymore). I won’t apologize for surviving. I’ve done enough of that.

My goal isn’t to bump anyone out, or cause division in anyone. Being marked down in something you do not want to be involved in just causes tension. That tension built and built and built… Leading to what probably caused the blow up last night.

Even though it’s only been a month and a few weeks, these mean alot to me. I enjoyed myself and their company alot.

School’s next week!