A heart can only be pierced by so many arrows.
I guess enough is enough.
It's time for the monkey to finally move its ass from the rotting tree that it has called home for the past few years.
(Thanks Carol. This is such an apt analogy... haha. Love you to bits.)
Sorrow and dejection serves as exceptional sieves to identify who your true friends really are. Who really bothers to dig beyond the surface to chase after you when all you wanna do is hide from the world. And who just treats you as a one-stop whining stand and move on after they've no need of you. And who just simply can't be bothered.
Sigh... I probably have been one of those lousy friends before myself. Teach me to treasure those that really matter, Lord. Teach me to be a friend like how you've been to me. Ever so faithful. Ever so sensitive. Ever there when you're needed by those you love.
I guess enough is enough.
It's time for the monkey to finally move its ass from the rotting tree that it has called home for the past few years.
(Thanks Carol. This is such an apt analogy... haha. Love you to bits.)
Sorrow and dejection serves as exceptional sieves to identify who your true friends really are. Who really bothers to dig beyond the surface to chase after you when all you wanna do is hide from the world. And who just treats you as a one-stop whining stand and move on after they've no need of you. And who just simply can't be bothered.
Sigh... I probably have been one of those lousy friends before myself. Teach me to treasure those that really matter, Lord. Teach me to be a friend like how you've been to me. Ever so faithful. Ever so sensitive. Ever there when you're needed by those you love.
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