You would think that I'd be used to it by now. Hearing a song that reminds me of you, and crying because it hurts so much... But I'm not. You would think that I'd be used to the way it feels to be left behind by people I thought loved me. It seems to happen every day now. That it would get easier to hold back my tears in the dead of night.. When nobody would notice. I guess it works.. The dead of night, I mean. Because they don't notice...Nobody does...Oh well, I guess. It's just another day to me... And the fact that the time is passing so quickly scares me. I don't know what to do about... Anything. I don't know how to Be older... To be an adult and have responsibilities, and... I'm terrified of messing it up.Not that that's new to me either. I mess shit up all the time. But the fact that I didn't do anything wrong and I still managed to hurt myself...