Jul 23, 2007

i thought this friendship would work our, i really did.
i guess i was wrong.
somehow you always manage to hurt me in the most painful way possible, with just a word or a sentence. i thought you’d understand, but i guess not. with everyday i spend with you, our friendship grows, yet i feel more and more hurt. a strong force is making me stick to you like glue, yet another is pulling me apart from you. it’s fun to be with you, but it hurts more like anything too.
i need the perfect friend.
it’s not like i’ve never met her before. i know who the perfect friends are, thus making this even more tortourous. grr. i need another life.
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see? even uni grads can't get a job. what's the point anyway? i should __________ lor, since i probably won't even make it to uni. if you can't rely on your brain, you have to rely on ability/talent.
i wish i had either.

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