So Bitter.
Posted by Lina Chiquita on Saturday, 8 March 2008 at 11:19 pm |
I dreamt abt somethin few nites ago.
I forced him to tell e truth.
The fact tt he tried so hard to hide their identity assured me their only purpose was to stir some shit n nothing more.
I noe wat they did was honest, at least according to him.
But i cnt take it wen she told them every single thing, in depth.
Y cnt she jz come up to me n knock sense into evri corners of my head?
If she really wanna help, e most she cud tell is jz e surface so as to spare me my pride.
How can she jz believe tt the rest wnt spread words abt me?
A girl Ive known my whole life decided to turn her back against me.
I din noe she came with a knife at e back.
I feel lyk running away frm evrione.
I really do. Especially u, my dear.
And to u, hw i wish bfore u start tellin all tt, jz picture urself in my shoes, abt hw i'd feel upon e aftermath.
Bt nvrtheless, thanks for this painful experience.
Atleast nw I noe I shudnt trust anyone, nt even my own blood.
And I swear u nvr came across my mind.
I wonder, who in this world is real anymore.
