so. ppl and ppl. no ppl w/o ppl.

you know what i think. I think a lone person cnt survive by himself/herself for a long period of time. why? cause ppl fascnate ppl and no ppl can survive without no ppl. Think about it. what interests you the most? sure, you may list a hobby or some recreational activity but at the end of the day, you wlll realise that what fascinates you the most is people. humans.

I've been thinking quite a bit recently after one of my tutor remarked that I just need to grow up. And in a way it's kind of true, after all adults rarely talk about trust and all now do they? And i wonder why.

Does maturity mean that asking about trust or acquiring of a friendship status is non-acceptable? or that it's simply too blunt and such 'stuff' should be done with tact or subtlely?

after all, if we tell someone 'eee dont friend you' it's kind of considered sortof childish aint it? then how do adults do it?

While it has been a pleasure knowing you and no doubt both parties have experienced several lecels of satisfaction, we can not help but disagree to agree that it would be best for both of us to go our separate ways and cease to exist as two closely bonded humans but as mere individuals, untouched and unconnected with the other.

So drama. sounds like some tv drama relationship break-off script. at first sight.
Why dont adults treat the same respect and love as teenagers and kids?
Maybe that's the reason they get backstabbed. After all, u sae I nord ur fwen den u saed 'mai fend ow cud u baqstab me' why you so like dat wan.

Sometimes the innocence and simplicity of childhood astounds us and we wonder "tell me why we need to grow up again?"

after all, things change when we get older. old foundations are blown up. new walls erected. trenches dug. flags raised.

we love and hurt and love and like and hurt and love and befriend and hurt and love and when we think we found it all, the essence of what life is, we hurt by our own hurts and perhaps by the hurt we caused the hurt we thought was love and therefore we never stop loving to get hurt and hurting to be loved.

Comprendo? capire?