Thursday, November 20, 2003
I care for my brothers and sisters. Now and then, I will ask about their daily activities or I will simply call or visit to say hello. Although sometimes I don’t because I am busy, deep inside I still care for them and it won’t change.
I was hurt once by my own blood brother when he didn’t trust me. Recently I was also hurt by a friend. Did I say a friend? Yes, I did, at least from my side. Don’t know from her side but I don’t mind. Maybe she will think “Who the hell you are, you dare to consider me a friend?”. Poor me, but it’s ok, I’m doing just fine. I do what I need to do.
Who the hell I am?
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I was hurt once by my own blood brother when he didn’t trust me. Recently I was also hurt by a friend. Did I say a friend? Yes, I did, at least from my side. Don’t know from her side but I don’t mind. Maybe she will think “Who the hell you are, you dare to consider me a friend?”. Poor me, but it’s ok, I’m doing just fine. I do what I need to do.
Who the hell I am?
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