I have so many people that I call a friend in my life.
But how many out of these people are actually a real friend; I really don't know.
Only they know.
Up till today I always find it very difficult to call any friend, my bestfriend.
Even the closest ones to me.
I have a big problem with trusting anyone.
Because a bestfriend hurting me is more painful than me breaking up with a boyfriend.
Seriously.
"In primary school, I had my first bestfriend called X. We were very close. But one day in Primary 6, I saw her passing letters to another classmate of mine and when I came to talk to them, she quickly hid the letter from me. Told my another close friend, Y, about it. And she actually came running up to me after school with that letter. After I read the contents of the letter which I still kept up till today, I NEVER talked to X ever again, even when we went to the same secondary school. She was the first and only person in my life I could never forgive. "
From then on, I never acknowledged anyone as my bestfriend ever again.
Only close friends, friends and aquaintances.
Sometimes, I really wish I have that bestfriend who I can always talked to, share all my secrets to, cry to, laugh to, and to talk cock with. The one person that will be there for me. The one person that I can trust.
But if I ever have one, will they hurt me?
But how many out of these people are actually a real friend; I really don't know.
Only they know.
Up till today I always find it very difficult to call any friend, my bestfriend.
Even the closest ones to me.
I have a big problem with trusting anyone.
Because a bestfriend hurting me is more painful than me breaking up with a boyfriend.
Seriously.
"In primary school, I had my first bestfriend called X. We were very close. But one day in Primary 6, I saw her passing letters to another classmate of mine and when I came to talk to them, she quickly hid the letter from me. Told my another close friend, Y, about it. And she actually came running up to me after school with that letter. After I read the contents of the letter which I still kept up till today, I NEVER talked to X ever again, even when we went to the same secondary school. She was the first and only person in my life I could never forgive. "
From then on, I never acknowledged anyone as my bestfriend ever again.
Only close friends, friends and aquaintances.
Sometimes, I really wish I have that bestfriend who I can always talked to, share all my secrets to, cry to, laugh to, and to talk cock with. The one person that will be there for me. The one person that I can trust.
But if I ever have one, will they hurt me?
