i am me

tension is passion

these past few days, im starting to actually realise who my true friends are. even those who you call friends, are actually backstabbers, hypocrites and lots more.

what is a friend?
someone who will be there when you need a shoulder to cry on?
or the person that will be there when you're happy and poof!, gone, when the wheel turns around?

point blank, what my friend had said before is absolutely true;
smile and the world smiles with you,
cry and you cry alone.

these past days, ive been crying like a baby. every night, almost everything turns out to be so wrong. i wanna go home and be in my parents arms. oh, how i miss them so!

i feel so lost.
confused.
alone.

and just let it be.

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