Reflect
(Stapleton Park near Pontefract by John Atkinson Grimshaw ) I guess I can start with telling you, the reader, this is just a rant. A lot has been on my mind lately and I can't seem to shake them off. I know once you read this you will have some grand questions and answers for me which I am really looking forward to hear. I want to hear them all. Not only ones that sound good, or look pretty on the surface. I am having struggles on the definition of friends. I don't know why I put so much into my friends. I always love having friends because I hate being alone, but recently some friends haven't really been there. Unfortunately, it isn't one person in particular. Lately, I have just felt as if people are letting me down, or I am letting people down. I feel like I can't say what one person is doing wrong because as soon as I tell them, they will point out a flaw in myself. I didn't point out what you were doing was wrong to hurt you, but to do the exact oppos