tomorrow, we will see each other again. and all you think of me is a friend. i know i’m asking for too much for everything to be given to me. but all this time, you are all i ever wished for. and tomorrow my heart will bleed again just to be able to smile at your face.
this could be taken silly, harsh, or something. but i realized that, whenever people asked me something and they are just the acquaintances that you inevitably and coincidentally have, sometimes for me their opinions don’t really count.
like for example, vices i have, if i’m with them i won’t stop it less pressure me from doing so. and i hate people nagging me. but you see when it comes to my bestfriends, they just ask me once and i could really tolerate it.
i wanna say that i’m not weighing anybody’s friendship or company, but sometimes i think it really comes to a point where you just pick those people that matters to you, cause you are so tired of being carelessly branded and looked down to. and that only their opinion do matter, and even when you are surrounded by people who just befriends you for benefits they will have, you will only think of what they said to encourage you.
(ps:cross-posted with my other blog)