I spent one year trying to be like them. One year trying to be the complete opposite of them. Two year trying to figure out how I am, while at the same time tearing myself apart. One year running away, while trying to rebuild myself. Three years, trying again to figure out how I am, while at the same time trying to decide what I want to do with my life. Trying to fix the pieces together again. Not knowing who I am or where I am going. For the future, remodel myself, but without tearing myself apart first. Sounds like a plan.

And oh, a job and an appartment would be nice as well.