♥Monday, September 23, 2013
- F.R.I.E.N.D.S. -
How's Life? - That's what you received when you met someone who you do not meet so frequently. And these people are those who you think that you are their so called friends, but who knows; you are not.
WHY __
If you and people who you 'don't meet so often' meaning that - There isn't much topics for conversation. What's there to talk about?
People who are very popular on their social medias, do have lots of followers and random people whom the owner don't even know who are they.
- Are they your friend? _ OR they just want to know about you.
Do you remember every single one of your 'Friend' in your FB page?
How many sentences do you all communicate with each other? (Except wishing him/her HBD every year)
Do you really know them well? Do you know how they think about you?
Why are there such fakers in this world whom make us feel so uncomfortable. UNCOMFORTABLE.
Why are there so many untruthful people in this world. UNTRUTHFUL.
Why can't we even trust anyone in Life. Why?
What can we do to avoid so many thoughts of what you think how other people think about you. What are the chances you get true friend and enemy in life.
Tell me who are your true friends? Seriously, I cant name any. None. Not saying that I'm friendless now.. but I can trust no one. (I think the more I trust someone the chances of them cheating on me is higher... so........ :( :()
When time pass by, one-sided thought that we are friends and even think that we can be a better friend when you have topics to talk about. But only one day, the dreamy balloon just burst!
TRANSPARENT.
To be friend, you need to be transparent. Don't hide your action to me. If you do, you are not friend.
People shop and pay for what they expect to receive. Marketing, who will want to receive something less than what you're being told before payment.
Of cos I wish that my bf can be the most transparent to me.
- Hoping highly -
I having too many thots running in my head suddenly..
I can't.
Feeling sad.
I don't know what Im saying here | I don't know why I blog this post | I don't know who to talk to | I only have this space to throw out. | How sad it can be. | Feeling not as important
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想得越深， 伤得越深
