the fear of being alone. damn. almost all my frenz in pjc are running of to army man. meaning i'll 1 grp less of frenz to hang out with. crap.
good frenz old frenz best frenz nice frenz lousy frenz spoilt frenz crazy frenz not-so-fren frenz frenz that simply dun really care abt you frenz that really do frenz that love u around frenz that treat ur existence like nothing frenz that understand frenz that don't frenz that thinks your insignificant frenz that are weird frenz that are around when u need them frenz that simply disappear when u need them and many more frenz.
friends are friends no matter how they look sound taste feel smell like, cherish them, do not treat them like their your servants or your underlings, simply treat them good eventually all the things above will simply just become friends. simple and nice. friends.
I'm getting old and sentimental.
crap.
this sucks.
read my blog yeah....
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