Things are changing,folks! And they're changing way too fucking fast!
Old friends become nothing but a memory,new friends become a huge pain in the ass,the image of the future it's not the one I imagined when I was still a careless student and it creeps me out!
No doubt,a little bit of cleaning is required.Rearrange my priorities,cut some things off the list,maybe add some new ones,but,most importantly,be so fucking careful on how I choose my friends,'cause time is ticking away and one day I'll wake up with nothing but a bitter taste in my mouth and sure as hell I don't want that(again).
Just ask yourselves this:"Is it worth it?"

Though the road is empty,
I will find my way among the ashes;
and though my heart's collapsing,
I will find the light in the tempest of my soul.
'Cause in the end nothing else matters,
and in the end we all become dust in the wind.
The world that once was my oyster
will be nothing but a distant memory
in the ocean of my universe.
Everything ceases to exist.
The rest is silence.

Alone

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
Edgar Allan Poe