Thursday, August 05, 2004
Why oh why
I'm the type of person who loathes those who backstab people. In front of you they act all sweet and innocent, as if they're your best friends, someone you can trust and confide in but behind your back, they start bitching about you. They say hurtful things, with the hope that you'll never ever find out. So what happens when you do? What happens when you find out the people that you thought you could trust with all your heart has been in actual fact tearing you into little pieces?
I've encountered many of these kinds of so-called friends. I don't know why it affects me so much because I know it's their right to say and think whatever they want. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, I realise that. And the fact that I'm affected by all these hurtful words has made me do some self-relfection. Since I've got so much free time on my hands, what else can I do but sit myself down and think about my own life.
I'll not post here what I've come to realise about myself. All I know is my life is going to be better than what it is now. No, I'm not satisfied with life, who is? I'm just appreciative for all the good things that have happened, for all the friends that have stuck by me, for all the innocence involved with little kids and how I wish they'll never grow up and face this cruel world we live in.
I'm the type of person who loathes those who backstab people. In front of you they act all sweet and innocent, as if they're your best friends, someone you can trust and confide in but behind your back, they start bitching about you. They say hurtful things, with the hope that you'll never ever find out. So what happens when you do? What happens when you find out the people that you thought you could trust with all your heart has been in actual fact tearing you into little pieces?
I've encountered many of these kinds of so-called friends. I don't know why it affects me so much because I know it's their right to say and think whatever they want. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, I realise that. And the fact that I'm affected by all these hurtful words has made me do some self-relfection. Since I've got so much free time on my hands, what else can I do but sit myself down and think about my own life.
I'll not post here what I've come to realise about myself. All I know is my life is going to be better than what it is now. No, I'm not satisfied with life, who is? I'm just appreciative for all the good things that have happened, for all the friends that have stuck by me, for all the innocence involved with little kids and how I wish they'll never grow up and face this cruel world we live in.
