"You know, before all of this I was just like you. I had the starry-eyed optimism of  change... I wanted to be that person. Hell, I even wrote my college essay on all those things we see everyday but choose to ignore. I wanted  to come back and save this place. So it's just ironic how something that was supposed to empower me did just that, but in a selfish, selfish way. That probably makes me a horrible person. I'm going to keep putting myself first, and I will keep making excuses for it. But at the end of the day, this is really for me. Of course I care...just more about myself though. I have an excuse for it. I have all kinds."
Another cancer stick lit, another story begun.