Dedicated to one of my tight friends. Very tight. I mean we know each other inside out. Literally for me. We're once like Hansel and Gretel, hand-in-hand, except that we're both guys, and hold your thought sillies, we aren't gays. Just close.
I thought that only life can be one hell of a bitch. Like most people I know, he's very knowledgeable, quick-witted and a genius. I cannot deny his mind-blowing capabilities. Yet at the end of the day, his angelic cover just kept peeling off from the tempestuous pride and vanity. God, I swear you'll never meet someone more prideful and so full of himself. I don't even know how I occupy a few years with him. Oh, one of a miraculous events of the world.
He's bitchier than any bitches that I've ever met or talk to. Or socialize with. Or spend my nights with. Nah, he's not actually that bad, I take it back. If memory serves, I always like spending time with him. Despite the fact that he's always full of himself, he's full of drama, talented and very cordial. Those are his positive traits. And yes, he is always stocked up with the juiciest gossip. XOXO.
But last few conversations I had with my friends (other close friends)wasn't nice, just blew my trust away. I was really pissed, ripped off, fucked up, knowing that he plans to sabotage our plan (this involves more than two of us) to travel and head on a vacation. Initially he was the mastermind, which he successfully fished our interest to join the entourage.
So we(not including him) worked our ass off this long, tedious holiday to build a little nest of money for the vacation. Turned out that he didn't work for various reasons (well, he's very skillful at making excuses) which made it impossible to affiliate with the vacation. As he withdraw himself, he wished to drag one crucial member of our little groupie too. With a little help from his devilish, cryptic flatteries and smiles.
Being so well accustomed with his crooked tricks, we just knew it instantly. There's an uneasy feeling about this and we decided to cross him out. He just did too much.
Now that I've severed our ties, he came forward with an apologetic speech. Seemed he wished to regenerate the broken trust with a little play of words.
Little he knew that I've outgrown that anger. Just want to see him suffering. A little more.
Just know I still care. I'm just mad.
You are my musing for the day. So, cheers.

