All my life i've always known what i wanted. I want to be succesfull, i want to live in a massive perfect house and have the perfect partner, the perfect graphics design career, the perfect cars,basically the perfect life. Until then i just guessed i would try my hardest at education, have fun, and make my friends for life along the way. Until this weekend, i did have the friends i wanted. However, i've come to realise how hard it is to get perfect, because nobodys perfect.
Friends you thought you knew so well do the most dickish and suprisingley selfish things to seek their own comfort, people who confinded in you turn out to be complete liars and friends seem to basically not give a flying fuck about you.
Even if i did ever reach the goal of having my dream life would it even be all that?
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