Have you ever gotten yourself in a messy situation and have nobody else to blame for you being in that situation but yourself? That sucks. Especially because at the moment you thought it was the right thing to do but now you're starting to doubt your hasty decisions. And now you're stuck at a crossroads. Why is it every time I let my guards down, it always ends up messy?
Friendship is such a tricky thing. To think after 20 years of living and 5 years of being in a boarding school where you pretty much deal with hundreds of diverse personas 24/7, one can hardly escape from thinking that they've covered every possible scenario in the arena of friendships & foes, & that they're ready to take on whatever kind of people that would appear in their life afterwards. Gurl, is one really wrong.
I'm beginning to believe that most, if not all, of the friendships I've built around me have their expiry dates. It's just a matter of time before a particular friendship fades away, be it because of stupid me doing everything wrong. I need to find some sort of affirmation that friendships don't have expiry dates.
