so we'd spread love like violence; ♥
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목요일, 11월 20, 2008, 3:11 오후
` 1141; - great expectationsWe tend to mould people to what we want them to be, stifling them in the process. We cut them with harsh words, thinking that it would change the part abut themselves that annoy us. We push them down, to show them that in reality, we are better than them (period). We speak ill of them behind another person - to break their inward self-confidence when they find out; thus showing them that the whole world does not accept losers like them. We gossip, bitch, backstab them to hinder them from getting more friends than us. It's with these people that I have learned to select the few to say "I love you" to. I used to randomly dish out those 3 words because I guessed that it'll make them happy and loved to feel that they have such a friend - but alas! They don't. They get it, stomp all over it, and spit on it. So what worth is my love to you as a friend? None? Forget it. That's why now, I don't love all my friends. I know that we must love people and others and everything but my love is so sacred to me that I can't freely give it away. Acceptance? Yes, that I can give. Pity? All the easier. As they say, Once Bitten, Twice Shy. I got cut down by the world, and now I'm back on my feet again, thanks to Him up there. But when you stab someone, no matter how many apologies you offer - the wound is still going to be there. Forgiveness? Maybe so. Before you get all judgemental and anal, look in the mirror and weigh all your expections of other people against yourself, and you'll see the loser that you really are inside. 라벨: reflections |