I lived a hard life, i made hard decisions, i ensured my survival by any means necesary.
When i was living in a hell-hole life, there was no one to help me out, i was abandoned by my friends.
I raged at first but then i understood that we were just kids and stuff like that happens when you are just a mere child.
Now i look at everything that's happened, the sacrifices i made, the things that i experienced, i see that those that i called my "friends" failed me.
That was my cue, im done ,i don't care about their friendship anymore, but the most sad part is.
When i think about them, i feel "nothing".
For the sake of my desires and my ambitions, i chose this.
No regrets.