confront me

i'm not one to complain about things. i shouldn't be so pessimistic. i know my place and i know i make mistakes. this is one thing i hate which always happens every damn year and every new damn friend. there is always a falling out. it's either i run out of positive things to look for in a friend, OR, i can sense being unwanted.

i'm not that numb. i admit in fact that i'm too sensitive even at times i shouldn't. and when the time calls for me to be, i don't. i act like a bitch and insult everyone in the room. i don't mind people hating me for being who i am. i wish i could change, but then again, i don't want to. but so, here goes my blog.

i'm starting to hate what this friend is doing. every time we talk, she pulls out the carpet under my feet. it's not a literal statement, but i wish you'd get the point. there are times when criticism is good. in fact, it is always best for people to keep track of their lives. but this friend of mine, it's like it's her agenda to just piss me off. she cuts me off, and then she doesn't talk at all. sometimes, i don't care whether it is intentional or not, she shuts me off. it's like if i were a blazing fire, she'd hose me down.

i know i shouldn't mind it. she wouldn't make me feel any bit of this anger and disappointment without my consent right?

so my agenda for these upcoming months is to just simply avoid her. i won't make myself prolong any agony.... enough.