The value of a friend.

I never would have thought I'd be going through all this.

I've heard about it, seen it happened in other people's life and even laughed it off because I thought I'd never be going through all those because I was so sure I'd have absolute no issues in those as I believed in my friends, in treating me the way I'd treat them; sincerely.

But here I am now brooding over these issues, again. I guess I just need to brag about it, at least that's how I'm going to get this out of my chest. Yes, I'm easily wounded and my emotions will not be contained. I'm by nature one who 'wears my heart on my sleeves.'

It seemed like yesterday we were still hanging out and we can talk about almost everything but in fact, I felt we have already grown apart since the earlier January incident. Everything just seemed to be building up the tension in between us, and you just blew it the moment you said 'Once eat shit always will do'.

Seriously, whichever friend would say that to describe a friend's bad habit and moreover I insisted I haven't had that bad habit for a long while. Sigh. Whatever happened? and I wondered too, whatever did I do to get all those treatments. I treasure/cherish this friendship very much.

I still have many to say but right now I am just too lost at words already. I need to get rid of all these negative vibes from me so I could feel better. Almost everyday when I think about this I would feel so emotionally drained.

Maybe a getaway could just be the remedy to all these.