people

The People you hang out with begin to change you. But only if you let them. My problem is, I hang out with the wrong people when the right ones aren't around. Like Naomi is in the Philippines, therefore I fill that void of not having my best friend around with other people. That just so happen to be bad influences. When I hang out with them I'm not myself. I'm a whole other person. I don't want to be, but I don't do anything to change it. Sometimes you just have to let people go. It's hard. But it's what I need to do. This isn't who I'm supposed to be. This isn't even me. It never was to begin with. I hate it. It's time to change.