Friendship~
4:37 PMI can still remember my primary school BEST friend. Her name is Jenny. She was the only best friend i have. My world revolved around her. She was my everything. We stuck together, we fought together, we laughed together. Yeap, although we have our rows once in awhile, it is always about something stupid and will be forgotten in awhile. That is, best friends until we had to go our seperate ways, i went to a different school and so did she. Our friendship lasted for one year after that, and now, no more. We do contact each other but there is nothing much to talk about now. It is fine by me, what i miss most is the innocence of our friendship.
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What happens next? Complicated teenage girl friendship. Backstabbing, gossiping, prejudice, jealousy. Endless listing. Split between two groups of friends that used to be unseperable. Now they can barely talk. I feel torn apart, or as i usually put it, i feel like hamburger. SQUASHED in between. What to do now, what to do now? Every single move must not be a mistake. A single slip and i make things worse by ten folds. Sometimes i have to bite my lips to stop the tears. Keep telling myself, they'll patch things up, bury the hatchet, and all will be forgotten. The only matter is, when? How long can i hold this up?
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What happened to the innocent friendship during our childhood? None of this would've happened during that period of time. Just a simple greeting, "Hey, I like you." And a reply, "I like you too." And in unison,"Let's be friends." Walk away hand in hand, inseperable.
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Pic by : DeviantartWhat happens next? Complicated teenage girl friendship. Backstabbing, gossiping, prejudice, jealousy. Endless listing. Split between two groups of friends that used to be unseperable. Now they can barely talk. I feel torn apart, or as i usually put it, i feel like hamburger. SQUASHED in between. What to do now, what to do now? Every single move must not be a mistake. A single slip and i make things worse by ten folds. Sometimes i have to bite my lips to stop the tears. Keep telling myself, they'll patch things up, bury the hatchet, and all will be forgotten. The only matter is, when? How long can i hold this up?
Pic by : DeviantartWhat happened to the innocent friendship during our childhood? None of this would've happened during that period of time. Just a simple greeting, "Hey, I like you." And a reply, "I like you too." And in unison,"Let's be friends." Walk away hand in hand, inseperable.
Pic by : Deviantart
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