Wednesday, November 22, 2006

I am tired of giving and not receiving. Of being disappointed and let down by people. With investments come returns. I am the shoulder, but never the arm. It's too familiar. But I don't understand it. It is easy to be there in bad times. Most believe it to be the other way around. But that's not true. All the false friendships come pouring out of the closets. But in good times, this is more difficult. Where are those people to share in your joy? They are nowhere to be found. We like to share in others' misery for it makes us feel better somehow. The superiority and inferiority of it all tires me. I chose neither, so why must you? Beware, false friendships...
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10:06 AM
I find that I might be one's shoulder and another's arm. But now it makes me wonder why I can't be the arm for the first one and the shoulder for the other at times. Except that I find that they aren't open to idea of it. I have tried to get my friend who is always on my shoulder to let me lean on hers, but she just seems to push a way.