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Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Chapter 112:
at 14:02

Trust. 0%

So how could one misplaced it?
It was gone to start with when people run around telling others untrue stories about you.

When karma happens to you, do you hope that it will happen onto the same person again by pretending that you're the victim when you're not?

i.e Things always happen in the order of A>B>C & so on.

Why conveniently forget event A when you're the instigator, and only remember B when you're the victim?
& worse, go around telling that version.

I won't deny I'm mean.
I am and I know I can be.


& I admire people with mean streaks.
By that of course I imply people who don't kick dogs and cats, but mean enough to show the world the true you.

Stop hiding behind the backs of others and come out.
But it has already been 18 years.

To think I was once protector of you who bitch-slap others for YOUR sake and in turn get bitten on the hand, I shudder.
It's a shameful past.

& to think my closest friend, and a lost best friend are also (ex and current) protectors of yours.
But one thing for sure is not coincidental, we couldn't tolerate each other when we're close to you.

Sow discord much?
Act angelic much?

I admit, it's sucks to know people who gain favour everywhere, and can have their way around people.
At best it's called acceptance of life, at worse, it's resentment at how hypocrisy (& of course, beauty) rules the world.

But to clarify, in no way is this called the betrayal of friendship.
Go ask yourself whether the friendship was long gone and over and if it's only mere acquaintance.

If you had not been so fake and less of that desire to act perfect,
& if I had been less mean and critical on you, none of this would happen.

But that's what we are.
You're fake and I'm mean.

But one thing is for sure, you're fake enough to insist you're not fake, while I'm mean enough to proclaim - yes, I'm no angel.

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And the person who like some fruit-noodles, I told our common friend I admire you.
For your guts and you opinions.
But it's just unfortunate that we don't see eye to eye on some matters.

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& I just want to say, regardless of how imperfect someone is, if this dude here is a friend, you're find that you have endless breadth to accept him.
But if he's not, BAH.


& that's why this is not friendship.
Because I know how I'ld handle it.
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