I hate to lie! I do.
But what if I don’t do it, someone’ll get hurt? Or maybe I’ll become such a spoilsport. Tough decision. Then I lied.
I lied to a dearest friend that I’m happy with his decission. Darn! What’s my point anyway? It’s his life, his decission. It’s nothing to do with me. See…I’m just being stupid again.
To be honest, I just don’t trust this person. She’s kinda nice but I just have this doubtful feeling. I just don’t really like her.
Anyhow, regardless my feeling, my friend should live his life on his own desire. Not mine! I’ll be a good friend, try to stay away and pretend to be happy when he’s happy. But one thing for sure, I’ll stand beside him when he’s sad. Just that.