bckstab. philosophy.

i was reading.

and i cried.

and i remembered the days when nothing was this complicated and we were friends just because we wanted to.




and i read genie's love letter to me,
and i cried again.
=)
tears of regret. not because i done something wrong, its because some things cannot be changed. and the past is still the past.
the present is what we have to face.
the future is what we work hard for.



how much we hate backstabbing,
we still do it all the time,
sometimes to/from the people we never thought of backstabbing.
as i always believed in,
everyone bitches. thats the way it has been and always will be.