I know I shouldn't even bother writing. The thing is that I frankly don't care about anything anymore. It's funny that the feeling of "caring" has landed me into a lot of trouble. When I mean trouble, I actually mean trouble and not like "I broke your pencil" trouble. Everything changed for me in the past few months. I did things which I didn't wanna do and I made friends with strangers I didn't wanna be friends with. I know it's weird when I associate the term ''friends'' with strangers but it's true. Life was kind of simple back then..alright lying - a tad complicated. But then I liked those complications. I liked dealing with them and even tried my dash to understand the crap out of them and resolve them. Only my stupid mind knows how what happened and I'm responsible for most of it. Well, the best part is I'm happy that the crap is over and I've learnt a lot of lessons trying to get my head out of that hell-hole or whatever it was which changed my life forever.