Friday, February 10, 2012 • Friday, February 10, 2012 • 0 comments
Ugliest 2010. But who cares.
"The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing, not curing... that is a friend who cares."
I'm not flawless. I acknowledge that. But that doesn't mean you, the-so-called perfect person, can simply treat me like rubbish. At least I've better attitude than yours. Why? I don't look down on people just because they're not rich and clever or some geniuses like you. I don't badmouth people in their back unless they started it first. I'm not the type that condemn about others because they got more attention than me. Well yeah, AT LEAST, I'm not like you.
The above paragraphs is for these lil creature living in Allah's earth. And now,
Honey, why are you being like this? I've tried my best to not be over-protective, cus I know I'm doing the same thing. To be honest, eventho I knew you earlier than I knew my-so-called brother, I'm much more comfortable to have long conversations with him rather than you. Why? He cares about me. Maybe not more than you, but he appreciate me. He really do. You just.. can't be trusted anymore. I don't know why, but deep inside in my little heart, it says that you're hiding something from me. I'm not backing-up my brother, I'm not saying that he's way better than you. I'm... Just saying. I know you would be annoyed if you read this. But what to do. I had to express my feelings here. Sorry. :'(
Just because I didn't say it often, I'm not into you. 143.
Friday, February 10, 2012 • Friday, February 10, 2012 • 0 comments
Ugliest 2010. But who cares.
"The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing, not curing... that is a friend who cares."
I'm not flawless. I acknowledge that. But that doesn't mean you, the-so-called perfect person, can simply treat me like rubbish. At least I've better attitude than yours. Why? I don't look down on people just because they're not rich and clever or some geniuses like you. I don't badmouth people in their back unless they started it first. I'm not the type that condemn about others because they got more attention than me. Well yeah, AT LEAST, I'm not like you.
The above paragraphs is for these lil creature living in Allah's earth. And now,
Honey, why are you being like this? I've tried my best to not be over-protective, cus I know I'm doing the same thing. To be honest, eventho I knew you earlier than I knew my-so-called brother, I'm much more comfortable to have long conversations with him rather than you. Why? He cares about me. Maybe not more than you, but he appreciate me. He really do. You just.. can't be trusted anymore. I don't know why, but deep inside in my little heart, it says that you're hiding something from me. I'm not backing-up my brother, I'm not saying that he's way better than you. I'm... Just saying. I know you would be annoyed if you read this. But what to do. I had to express my feelings here. Sorry. :'(
Just because I didn't say it often, I'm not into you. 143.
xoxo, The Shining Star
Mixed post.
Friday, February 10, 2012 | Friday, February 10, 2012 | 0 comments
Ugliest 2010. But who cares.
"The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing, not curing... that is a friend who cares."
I'm not flawless. I acknowledge that. But that doesn't mean you, the-so-called perfect person, can simply treat me like rubbish. At least I've better attitude than yours. Why? I don't look down on people just because they're not rich and clever or some geniuses like you. I don't badmouth people in their back unless they started it first. I'm not the type that condemn about others because they got more attention than me. Well yeah, AT LEAST, I'm not like you.
The above paragraphs is for these lil creature living in Allah's earth. And now,
Honey, why are you being like this? I've tried my best to not be over-protective, cus I know I'm doing the same thing. To be honest, eventho I knew you earlier than I knew my-so-called brother, I'm much more comfortable to have long conversations with him rather than you. Why? He cares about me. Maybe not more than you, but he appreciate me. He really do. You just.. can't be trusted anymore. I don't know why, but deep inside in my little heart, it says that you're hiding something from me. I'm not backing-up my brother, I'm not saying that he's way better than you. I'm... Just saying. I know you would be annoyed if you read this. But what to do. I had to express my feelings here. Sorry. :'(
Just because I didn't say it often, I'm not into you. 143.
