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The Story Of My Heart...
Saturday, September 03, 2011
trust
i think i might have trust issues.
i guess i'll never know if you're mine completely, or that you would give me all your love not until its a legal contract or at least when there's a ring to it.
Kind of sad isn't it.
i'm too complicated for my own good
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Packing luggages and DHL boxes can be pretty depressing. It's intriguing how we can pack our lives into just a few boxes with a maximum weight of 50kg.
More often then not i wonder whether i'll even be missed. It might just be a case of out of sight, out of mind. I might sound a bit of self-indulgent and full of self-pity here but the past few weeks have strained more than one friendship. It's amazing how you can know a person for 4 years and still know little about them and how much they weigh your friendship or how they categorize you.
I never did like to share my true feelings with friends. I guess it's this fear of being hurt, being vulnerable, getting the short-end of the stick and realising that they never was what you'd call true friends.
