Years of friendship doesn't mean things will always be fine. People still surprised me no matter how long I have know them. Just because you always tried to help, doesn't mean they will do the same for you. Especially when you need it the most.
And the funny thing is... by the time you open yourself, they call me drama queen. Oh well just because I don't stress people out with my problem and I chose to laugh about it instead whining all day long, doesn't mean I don't have serious matter on my own.
I always thought society is what could kill a good personality. And I always thought "the society" are just some people with with no brains and live somewhere in a sad, pathetic land. But I was wrong. They lived near us. Those people, turns out to be friends in disguise. I was so blind for not seeing it. I was so stupid to think every people are nice, for it's not the first, second or even third time it happen with me.
And is it wrong, after all these shitty things happen, that it makes me trust nobody but myself?
