develop my own world

This is it. Yes, i’m all alone, like most part of my life. Traders, me, me, me. Yes, it’s my time again, like it was so many times before. Wish me good luck, because now it’s my own war, and there are no people to wait for help.
I need my own, my own place, my little world, a girlfriend maybe? I had a friend, best friend. We were together since first course of university, but now he is gone, and i know, i know exactly, that there is no way back, i feel it, those times will never come again, i’ve lost him. forever. I don’t think that i will ever find a best friend, because such friends come only from youth, and i’m old now (almost 21, but i am). Yeah, i feel sorry, sure, it’s my fault, maybe it’s the question of time. I just feel sorry that this is it, i see too little persons with whom i could speak frankly. This is the ending point of my being. And a starting point of something new.