Three years changes a lot of things..

I feel ashamed that I let my life turn into this. I used to be different. Nice to everyone, no matter how much they pissed me off. If they needed help, I gave it to them. I could give advice to anyone. And sex, psht. I wasn't going to have sex until I found someone I "loved". And I was never going to let boys get between me and my friends. Friends were for life, not just for answers to math homework. I think back to the way I used to be, the way I used to think -- yeah, I was the biggest goody-goody around. But I had something to be proud of. Now, it's nothing.