We'll, I've got some thing to share to all my followers. Each year at the end of the year, whoever is my "Best Friend" always back stabs me so that's why at the start of the summer I was all depressed.
The only thing I look forward to is going back to bed at night. I don't have anything to look forward to. I have no purpose. I can't find happiness. People may think I'm happy, that I'm fine, but I'm not, I'm just good at pretending.