I was browsing through something the other night. After looking through everything, I realized my place with some people; the people who I considered good friends. Now, I'm not saying that I loathe these people. I don't. It's just that I realized how valued I was. Well, if at all. I asked myself why do these people even consider me as a friend? I feel like it's pointless to even have these people in my life. I don't even know why I bothered to share a part of myself with them in the first place.

There are quite a few people who I owe my time to. I haven't been able to really call people. I haven't had too much time to myself either.

Fuck. Christmas is coming up and I still can't get a job. Ugh.

I guess you can't win em all.