I wrote this about two years ago, and earlier today I first went back and reread it. I was really stupid back then, not that much has changed now. But I used to get depressed, then again what teenager doesn't. I look back on what I wrote and how I felt and I see how stupid I really was. I never get depressed anymore, there never is a reason to. Bad thing happen, and that's that. There is never any reason to be depressed, especially about things that happened in the past. Things that have already happened cant be changed... So why dwell on them? My advice to anyone who reads this is to never let yourself get depressed, cause where is the fun in that?