Sunday, December 23, 2007
She'd rather have not-so-polite-but-respectful, casual, happy conversations with people who were interested in being who they really were, and not those who were interested in commenting about the complications of somebody else's life.
Have you ever felt like you wanna be impolite to those around you just to break away from the always-polite image? Bicker, then make up and laugh about it. Make memories. Make peace. Scream at those you dislike, and find out who they really are like.
Think about it. Who'd care enough to make up with you? Or who'd be the ones who, from then on decide that she's had enough and whatever you've had between you mean nothing to her.
They say if you should tell every single person who means something to you that you value him/her. But then again, how can you be sure that the rain has not washed away the make-up on her face?
Okay, maybe we should just make things simple and remember that the heart never lies. trust instinct.
and too bad if we have bad instinct. uhoh.
;6:04 PM