
I met up with someone whom was once close to me.
I heard something.
It bets to hurt that bit to know that someone that you once trusted most at a certain point of time, sorta, did stuffs behind your back.
You know what, that sucked.
I heard something.
It bets to hurt that bit to know that someone that you once trusted most at a certain point of time, sorta, did stuffs behind your back.
You know what, that sucked.
Trust. I cant define more.
Remove the growing hatred in me, thanks.
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