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Sunday, December 12

friends

darn.. this michelle branch song has really got into my mood for these few days, tampering with every single strand of emotions I have.. listening to the song and typing this post at the same time has a weird sensational feeling of calm, sadness and disappointment.. I don't know why.. for years now, I've realised that I've been sacrificing myself a lot for all my friends no matter who, what or when.. mostly they won't be expecting a "NO" from me when my friends need me.. but when the table turns, it's all down to no one but my own self.. I had one best friend once, he backstabbed me, right through the heart and it stopped.. (figure of speech) the reason? a girlfriend's greed and selfishness for the spouse, in other terms, "LOVE".. since then I've not been able to open up to anyone again.. he was the only one best friend I trust and that was it.. Not sounding gay-ishly lame, but to have different feelings, stress, and emotions coming all at once at certain stages in your life, it's impossible for a single soul to accomodate such intangible feelings and not have an emotional breakdown or sink into depression in due time.. somehow, I've managed to hold back myself and adapt to such shades of dull colours drawn onto the canvas of my early teenage life..

damn.. this life sucks..

“Friends are those rare people who ask how you are and then wait to hear the answer” ~ Unknown

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