PsYcHeDeLiC-01

I think that I changed a lot since time has passed. I used to be pathetic to some extend, but then I decided - F*CK those who don't respect me. If you treat others like sh*t, why on earth should I treat you differently? If you have no self-respect, why should I pretend to respect you? If you're a douch, I'm a b*tch. Let's make it easire... I'll treat you the way you treat me. If you smile at me, I'll smile back. If you greet me, I'll greet you back... and so on. I am usually the type of 'what you see, is what you get', but if I don't trust you, I guess you'll never see the true me. It's the way life goes, survival of the fittest, and

So I decided to make an attempt to help some-one who once ment a lot to me today. She was a very good friend of mine, but somewhere along the way, I drifted away from our friendship. It's quite a dramatic story on how it all began, one for a rainy day I guess. But I do hope that she trusts in what I had to say to her. If she doesn't, then I guess it's time for me to forever forget the friendship we once shared. She is pregnant with one of my friend's ex-boyfriend. This guy cheats on her every opportunity he gets. I told her, but at first I was beating around the bush to make it more subtle. I've always tried to be there for her, but I