People come and go...

It used to piss me off, but not anymore; I've become numb to it. People come and go. Friends come and go. Life comes and goes. What else is there to say? No, no one has died. It's just something I've been thinking about lately, considering that I am in a stage in my life, where I'm being forced to DO ME. It's not about anyone else anymore, but me. It's hard... fuck it, it's extremely hard; not having anyone anymore when you had someone there before. But shit it makes you stronger, right? I sure do hope so.