sentiments towards expectations
in a world where not all people would understand you.Sometimes, the whole reason why we live is because we have friends.But the moment you feel alone, the only one you could really rely on is yourself.
Once I’ve thought I’m strong enough. With all the challenges I’ve passed, everything will never be put into mess again.But it was totally wrong. I mean, life is really an unending circle.
Even if we try to be the greater bamboos in the cycle trying to be strong by swaying in the flow, nothing really grants us the whole satisfaction.
I’ve found that no one will really understand who you are, but only yourself.
Sometimes, I feel like some people really love to mess the solemnity in one’s living.Like one would really be a ‘bitch’ happy to take the preemptions of deterrents he felt would boggle down the other’s strength. And I don’t know what’s so worth happy about that thing.
Maybe, even if we try to certain things like we appeal someone would change, the greater response boils in their pact and nothing would just simply change that.
Well, people could just simply say I had lots of friends. And i think I could not count them.
I TELL YOU. The real friends can be counted. You cannot just simply say that he is your friend because he knows you or just because you are friends in Friendster. The real depth counts to those who will really be there in times of hardship.
TAKE THE ADVICE FROM ME.
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