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Sunday, February 24, 2008
" i dont know. ; 9:58 PM "

just maybe, i don't know anymore.
how easy it is to lose any sort of trust you had, or any sort of faith you had
in humanity. how easy it is for someone to leave you behind.

i'm not saying i've never hurt somebody before.
maybe i've done it loadsa times, i'm certainly a bitch for that.
but then there are the times when you never expect someone to treat
you this way, but they do.

the worst kinds of assholes are the ones who don't even dare say it to your face.
trust me, i'd rather someone tell me to my face then do all this behind my back.
it's not easy to see yourself losing some kind of "friendship".
but then again, it isn't a friendship at all.

how darn easy it is for someone to point out all your flaws, behind your back.
how easy, isn't it?

maybe it was the fact that i was honest with you.
so painfully honest with you that you knew i was angry at you.
but then you couldn't bear to share that same honesty.
it's all about putting up that fake front, isn't it?

*laughs.

look, i just cannot be bothered anymore.
have it your way.

but there's one thing i know.
any sort of belief i had in you?
gone.



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