I’m not sure if I can understand or digest any of those words that hurt people so much without any hesitations. The untamed tongue .. the false words that flow along the thought which strives so desperately to please others while hurting the beside. How much further can things go; how much worse can a situation turn; how much more hurt can the past bring? The feeling of being misunderstood by everyone else except the closest still nonetheless carries the thereafter effect of loneliness, lost in the favor of darkness crowded with familiar faces.
I’m not sure why promises exist. Are they just another medium of words with higher priority of temporal trust and belief? How easily can confident little fingers tie to each other in a second, like how words can flow out thoughtlessly faster than the work of synapses?
Bestie..thank you so much for being in my life. You are forever and always will be someone that stands by me no matter what and someone that understands me best! Even better than my family! I LOVE YOU BESTIE
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