I guess you could say 

I found this place. where I took the parts of me I hated

and said fuck you to them and they left, and everything remaining was good. 

I have the most amazing people around me and I would not want to be ANYWHERE else in the world but here with them. Life fucking sucks sometimes, but if you don't have people to make you laugh, at the end of the day you're screwed. These people are my life. They make me who I am. They make me stronger and smarter and happier and wiser. Without them I would die. 

Then there are the people who change you. The people who, maybe you don't talk to any more, but in the back of your mind, they are always there, reminding you that the part they damaged in you might never be prepared, but those bruises and breaks make you who you are. the heart breakers. 

Sometimes I think it's my fault, that you don't talk to me any more. But now I'm starting to think it's yours. I miss you more as a friend then a lover, but maybe I just miss you. As a person. I need you here. Even if you break me every day. 

I crave the break.