it’s not them; it’s me
sometimes you know people have fun. but when you turn up, it is such a let down. it makes me wonder: i think it’s not them, it’s me. i might have out grown some of the people i used to hang out with. somethings no longer clique. affairs and bonds have gone through craziest of chemical reactions and things are just different.
also, there are times when seats are filled and you find yourself standing at
trusting people around
how often can we trust the people around us? every now and then, i find out how good friends betray the trust i put in them. i don’t understand why. i think it’s just human nature.
i used to have a theory. trust people completely until they prove themselves to be untrustworthy. i think i can’t do that anymore. everyone grew up to be cynical and sneaky. they betray you all the time.
maybe they don’t understand