Hope.
Friends?
That's something we all need.
But some are there ain't just because for the sake of you.
Their there for a reason.
Their there, just for the gain.
And after they get what their there for.
You will see them fucking off from your life.
Finding a chance just to fight.
My friends.
Which i think is true friends.
They are fucking stubborn.
But their stubborn for the reason for me to chance.
For themself to show care.
Although i know my best friend. ( Nigel )
Is a mother fucker.
But he has his good sides too.
You can have all sorts of friends.
But can you sort them out?
True friends stays and change you to the way you should be.
While fakes changes you to their own liking.
So when you got a knife on your back.
Tell them.
I already knew you was a fake.
And knife them back in their face.
Revange is something.
Best served cold.
Since i'm already at this.
I should write something about my past.
There's this girl.
She was just perfect.
Perfect untill everything seems so unreal.
And for once.
Reality seems better then dreams.
But i took everything forgranted.
I just broke up just like that.
In that moment of time.
i felt nothing.
i thought that it's normal for guys to feel this way.
But i was wrong.
I know guys shouldn't cry.
But tears rolls down my eyes when i'm asleep.
Thinking about her.
Everything about her.
And why was i so stupid.
If only time could restart.
But it's all said. If.
If don't exsit.
Because you can never go back into the past.
I always thought that i'm strong.
But i was never strong.
If only i could have you back.
021109.
Love,
Marcus.