Friendship

All my life there are only a couple of friends who I can count as "real" friends. When I say real I mean heartfelt, still-in-contact-to-this-day kind of friends. Every clique I have ever had always ended in drama. My secondary school clique all turning against me, my badminton girls' clique all turning against someone, my poly girls' clique all turning against someone, and now this. I honestly thought things will be different this time. But as always, humans are disappointing.

Trust. A very fragile thing that only ends up in betrayal. So fragile and yet, stands to be the seed of hate. There is no perfect clique. There is not a day that goes by without the tiniest of drama. If you ask me who are my "real" friends, I can list them all out at once.

Alicia, Shingz, Jia, Vaneh, Mandy, Eurona.
Shasha, Karesia, Yanti.
Dora.
Jacob.

Who can you trust with your secret? Who will help instate faith into your bro fist bump instead of betraying it to paoto you to someone else? Not these people. These are my trusted loved ones. I built up a barrier against love and left myself wide opened to friendships but I think now, it'd be the other way round. Be careful who you trust. Your heart should not be accessible to all. Humans are not species you'll know full well within days, weeks, months, even years. Always be wary and on guard. For when you get betrayed, you only have yourself to blame, only you alone to drown in your own regret and self-loathing.

Keep your secrets to yourselves. Keep them so well even when you're drunk, they're still deep in the pits of your mind and not on its way out your mouth.
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