I didn't know you could do that, I mean I did but I thought you were happy and pleasant, at least that's the Anna I know. The one who throws chairs at me and laughs at me. Do you need to throw a chair at me? Cause if it'll help, I'll let ya. Hope you are/will be okay.
wow...I didn't know you felt that way Anna, I thought when you were happy, you were actually happy :(, now we have another thing in common...yay!...no yay. I liked the poem a lot, but that doesn't help the fact that it made me sad. I'm sorry you're sad Anna, please cheer up soon
thanks alex...and im sure both of us are truly happy some of the time...a person cant survive without true happiness. i love you alex and we will both cheer up. thanks for liking the poem though...youre right, depressive emotion makes both the best poems and the best characters to act out ;) *mwa*
Trust is a very fickle thing. Once broken, it is harder to rebuild than lost friendships. Wars and pain have been created through this thing that is trust. Trust is probably the one thing that is broken the most, the hardest to heal, the strongest bond, the most important aspect of any relationship, and the one thing that people treat with more disregard than anything else. No one seems to understand how rare and beautiful this creature called trust is. All I can say to them is this. Fuckers.
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