It's 3:18 in the morning, and I can't sleep, so onto here I go. Within the past 24 hours I've met two new people, ended my connection and association with someone, and finally am convincing myself the headache the latter of the three are giving me the worst headache of my 18 years of existence. Why? It's worthless and just a waste of my time, but she doesn't want to seem to end it. Oh well. It's the price I pay for being me. But I guess I'm important to some people, so I have this thought to run off of.