End of the road.
It seems strange to me that people are still alive today with the way they treat each other. Surely it is not because people are compassionate and kind (All of the rules society would like humans to have, but those are the same rules they disobey, almost with a sort of sadistic pleasure) but humans are alive because of their sincere, reckless will to live, nothing else. Ask yourself, do you really trust the friends around you, or do you just tell yourself that you do? Is there really any connection there? Many of you may say that you would sacrifice your life for your friend, but those are just words, how do you think that assertion would fare if something really did happen that would place you in that situation? Who the hell are you? Really, try not to lie to yourself. Don't paint those pretty pictures, because you are just deceiving yourself, luring your mind into a sad state of complacency, leaving you a shell of what you could be. Learn who you really are, and then perhaps you can start to judge others, and truly declare yourself a friend.