Sunday 3 May 2015

gwti friend

"Maybe sometimes you need to let of of your 'old' friends, to understand who your real friends are " i murmured, standing up and switching my phone off. She looked at me, and with her tears glistening in the warm sunny afternoon, I wondered why people are mean. Why they curse, they insult, and put the other person down. Because the girl in front of me resembled a cracked China vase, beautiful but broken.

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