life is not as it seems.
sometimes rosy and other times not. friends come and go in my life and honestly speaking, i bet i have cried a million buckets due to friendship problem compared to crying for my family and ex-boyfriend. in truth, i treasured my friends more but no matter what though, my family still comes first on the list.
thinking back, i think most of my friends treat me as a backup in case they broke up with their boyfriend. i am like an avenue for them to drown their stupid fucking sorrows after a break up and then they could throw me aside once again when they find for themselves a new fling. never did i thought of it back then. oh how stupid!
when there is a call from their boyfriend asking for a meet up they will just ditch me one corner and say – oh my boyfriend wants to meet up with me! holy fuck you stupid cibai! isn’t that suppose to be our girl time together??!! or otherwise the boyfriend will come and meet us up and i always end up being an extra tree background while they do all the couple things together and forget that a person like me ever exist.
moral of a story. best friend don’t exist. they will always choose guys over you!
it’s just a bunch of phoney that movies like to embed in their storyline!
