i'm just tired.. tired of all the bullshit... Tired of all the conflict in my home, tired of all the dumb ass schoolwork, tired of seeing my friends also be miserable because some A-hole hurt them or something, and I'm tired of being so damn bi polar all the time, I once said in a piece of my writing that "no matter how far into the darkness I get, no matter how strong the cold feelings are, there will always been a shimmer of light." Well guys.. I'm starting to think I was wrong.. VERY wrong... I often consider myself someone a friend can turn to, the shoulder for them to cry on...but what happens when the shoulder for one to cry on..needs a shoulder themself?