It’s strange experiencing early life without friends, and then reaching secondary school and making friends.
Only to lose them all when you finish college, and going through early adulthood without friends again.
At a young age, you’ve not really experienced friends so you learn to be okay by yourself, but then you make friends and suddenly the world is a little brighter because you have someone to share it with.
Then you’ve grown up, your friends and you don’t see eye-to-eye anymore so you go your separate ways.
The problem is, now you’re alone again.
And you’ve got to learn how to be okay with that, because,
I don’t think I know how to make friends anymore









