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he's got me like nobody
Monday, April 06, 2009
aren’t there just times when you realise that,
maybe,
you don’t know some friend (or maybe someone whom you regarded as a good friend) as well as you thought.

and i'm the type of person who held high expectations of friends,especially those better ones. and if people disappoints, all we need to do is just to move on and blame oneself for stupidly calling others good friends and forget about it, right? but many a time, because of the circumstances, it simply cannot be done. it would cause too much chaos and unneeded conflicts. people will unknowingly get involve in it and ultimately, more people will be left entrangled.

things started going downhill since god-knows-when and i simpy don't know the reason why things happened. it's like all the sudden, there's this rift between us. hardly i can ignore shit because it is getting to me. many times, i just wanted to swear and shout but thinking again, what's the use?

maybe its possible that some people out there might just remain your hi-bye friends, while others, acquaintances, and the few, good friends. i wish i can give a fuck about all these, because i need to focus on things more important than being unappreciated. and yes, im writing these because i feel like shit, feel like im being taken granted of, underappreciated. and i cannot allow these anymore.

i'm walking away.


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