How Ironic

Some people just cannot take the fact that the truth was spoken. Agreed?

So much for my Happy Ending

It is funny how sometimes songs that we listened to applied in our lives. This is one of them that applies to mine. Love can be so blind, when we thought that we found someone that we are meant to be with and thought that he cares about us more than anyone else, is when the blindness fades away. I now see, what exactly he cares about. Himself. It took me a while to really see what he is about. I think it is still not too late, I still have time to start a new chapter of my life. And that is what I will do.

But seriously..

Who is to determine who to trust and who not to trust?

Who is to determine what is honesty?

Who is to determine what is right or what is not?

Who is to determine...what is truth?

You or Me?

Tell me...is it so hard to be yourself for once and not hurting anyone?

Is it so hard to tell the truth?

Would you want to know the truth now or later, thinking that telling me now would hurt me more than later?

Truth can be so cunning.

Truth does hurt.

Truth can be so untrue.

Truth can be a story that never ends.

Truth can be deceiving.

When there is a Truth being told, who is to determine to believe it?

What is there to believe?

Believing in something can be a good thing.

Believing in someone can hurt.

Believing can be so untrue.

Believing can cause stories never ending.

Believing someone can be deceiving.

So..seriously..what is all this?