Introduction

They say we receive the love we think we deserve. I don't think I deserve it. So why do I allow myself to be loved this way?
Im 17. Living the broke student life in a run down public school. I have four best friends and two who I consider brothers to me. I have a various aray of close friends, some of whom come and go, others more permanent, but never gaining my complete trust.
I haven't given up yet. And I don't plan too.
This is my story. As hard as it may be, its mine, and Im going to tell it.