Friendship
A story of breaking a friendship
I'm not one to have over ten or more friends as I like to call them acquaintances; however, there were two guys I've known for about five years during high school. I'll call them Jerry and Port. We always hung out for lunch and talked about current events and outside activities. As an indoor person, they'd try to drag me out of the house to get some sun and touch some grass once in a while. I am grateful but I won’t lie and say I was a little annoyed.
By Logan Dang3 years ago in Confessions
My best friend
My best friend from high school to graduate school, who I thought was my best friend, was always jealous of me. In fact, I was quite envious of her, but I always regarded her as my best friend. To be honest, I maintain a delicate balance with her. I have better grades than her, I am more popular than her, I am more beautiful than her, but my family is poor. My dad's a total jerk, all he does is smoke and play cards and yell at my mom, and my mom won't get a divorce. This point once made me very upset and very helpless, so I addicted to the second dimension, trying to escape. But I pretend to be very happy in front of outsiders, the appearance of a full family, also very lively and cheerful, so I am very popular. Only she knows about my family. She is a middle-class family whose parents are extremely fond of her. They bought her a house worth more than 4 million yuan as soon as she became an adult and wrote her name. I went to her house, the villa where she lived, and her parents were really nice to her, and so was her father. Seriously, why should she be jealous of a guy like me? I'd have to go 20 years without food or drink to afford a $4 million house. What about Cheongbuk Honsuk? It's so ironic. It's so ironic. College entrance examination I was more than 20 in the province, into the north of Qing Dynasty a good professional. She went to a middle-upper 985. But we're both in Beijing and we hang out whenever we can, so it's better. I make money as a tutor in my spare time, and I earn my living expenses and tuition by myself. Later I met a very rich boyfriend, to tell the truth I did not expect to get married, his family in Beijing unexpectedly different, and he is my alumnus, looks good, personable personality is very gentle. Sometimes the three of us would hang out, which was basically me and my boyfriend on a date, and she came up to me and we hung out. Then my boyfriend became her boyfriend, but she wasn't a poacher, and my ex-boyfriend didn't cheat on me. I don't know what to say. They're a good match, but they have a better chance of getting married than they do with me. There was one night when the three of us were at a KTV, and during that conversation, my ex said that he was more like my Bestie Sanguan. But my bestie made those statements based on what she knew about him. This is my fault, I outwardly cheerful, in fact, the heart is still very extreme, but the whitewash is very good, no one can see. To be honest, I don't regret breaking up with you, and I'm afraid I'm gonna have to see a therapist. I have a very love paper man, think of him I can cry, this paper man bet all my youth, every time I was scolded by my father, there are several times I really want to stab my father, but this paper man gave me great psychological comfort. He is a very kind man, and I will try to be good and good. He was the shining light of my dreary youth. I really love this paper man, love, nothing else. My bestie is the only person who knows my micro blog, my micro blog often complain, and fixed basically every day, I really love XXX (paper person name) or I love him too much and so on. And then my girlfriend told my ex about it, and my ex came to me about it. He thinks I am sick, can't distinguish reality and two, also said XXX has what good, said I am too naive. I just broke it off. I know my psychology, I know the difference between a second and a third, but this paper man has a special meaning to me. But I'm a fan of paper moms, and I don't think I'm good enough for him. He thought it was quite puzzling. He even took me to see my parents. In fact, he has always been very kind to me, and he has always made serious plans for the future, including marriage. But I never felt in my heart that we could make it. So simply to break up, I deleted his contact information, and his graduate students in foreign countries, not convenient to find me. And then he talks to my bestie about getting back together, and my bestie starts all kinds of fights and stuff. In fact, my best friend is also an excellent girl with rich family, so she has been to many places and seen a lot of things. Then she was admitted to the North of Qing Dynasty as a postgraduate student. She is plump and wears sexy clothes (not derogating or discriminating, I always envy her), and they got together. The most disgusting thing is my Weibo account. How much can I trust to tell her the Weibo account with all my privacy, which records my arguments with my father, my pain, my tangle and my spiritual support. That's ridiculous. In fact, I don't care about picking fights. I really want to break up, but my trust and scars are so bloody. After my best friend told me they were together, she had the nerve to ask me how you could find such a great boyfriend and she couldn't. Can she condition so good girl, what good injustice? She was so malicious to me and let so many people know my micro blog. I don't know what to do, I'm really too sad. I have nothing, no love me, whether parents or good friends or boyfriend, they do not love me, I only have my paper person is not, I feel so sad. I write the front of the very calm, write this paragraph tears, I live as if there is no meaning is not. Do you think XXX will love me? Is he the only person in the world who loves me? My micro blog is my only privacy, is also my only paradise, how can she do that to me, how can she proudly send my micro blog number in the circle of friends space so that so many people see ah. She has what good envy I am more beautiful than her than her grades, I am now dead no one to give me a cry, she? Her parents love her so much. When I was with my boyfriend, I didn't take expensive gifts from him. I wasn't with him because of the money. I was in need of love.
By gongkai23 years ago in Confessions
A Friend's Story
A friend's wife said that although it had been many years, she still looked frightened as she recounted the experience -- it was a winter, the man had not returned from work, only she and her three-year-old son at home. The walls were repaired, and the accompanying mother-in-law moved back to her old house in the village! She was a little more emboldened by the fact that her house was at the far end of the village, and that there were two big wolfdogs in the yard -- winter nights were cold and long, and the strings of a woman without a man at home were always tight! In a daze, as if the wind outside the window, loos ring, a noise from the window was the wind occasionally, scared she flinched, too, just like someone knocked on the window - side slept is the son of her wrapped tightly quilt, pray in the heart, this tough night, can hurry past - the wind again big some, out of the window to window shook the ring! The dog barked, and she listened to make sure it was not her own dog! Sure enough, it was her dog! Maybe it was someone on the street! What time are you still up? Disturb others also can't sleep well! "She muttered, rolling over... Wrong! The dog barking outside the window is getting louder and louder. At first, Big Black is barking, and now two black is barking too! With the clatter of chains being pulled! That's not the kind of reaction people on the road get! It is the barking of dogs full of anger at the intruders and alarm at their owners! Is there something coming in? With that thought, beads of sweat crept across the sculley's brow. Her heart pined wildly as she tried to break out of her chest! But the barking became more violent, and apparently the intruder did not leave because he had been spotted! She looked at the sleeping son on the bed, the woman is soft, for the mother is just! She dressed, grabbed the iron bar with which she had stabbed the stove, and went to the door, fully prepared that there was a monster with fangs standing there, and opened the door. There was no monster! There's nothing! But the big black and black, tied in the corner, still sprang up from time to time, and ran wildly against the east wall, which they would have pounced on had it not been for the chains! But there was only an old elm tree outside the wall! Bare branches flapping their teeth in the wind! She didn't see anything wrong, but that's where the dogs were barking like crazy! I heard that dogs have better eyesight than humans, they can see what humans can't... Thought of here, just calm heart crazy jump up again, at the same time she finally saw the face of a round shape what was prostrate on the east wall shaking, jump, seems to have the aid of the wall to climb up that tree and - she dead all at once, his mouth a don't like people cries, rush to open the door, one foot on the shoes also dropped, to pick up, Run across the street to the neighbor's house and bang on the door! When the yard light came on, the neighbors came out and listened to her incoherent story. In addition, her dog in the yard still barked more than ever, and the male neighbors also had some hair! The three knocked on the door of a neighbor's house, and out came the couple again, while her yard dog was still barking, and apparently the thing was still on the wall! All that noise didn't scare it or him away? So arrogant? A neighbor suggested calling the police, but could not explain the intruder. So went home to take two flashlights, two men and three women, into her home -- the wind wind is not small, the old elm tree in the wind shaking twist, that round thing is still on the wall twist, swing! Like a man who tries desperately to climb up the wall, but can't! It was strange that it was still there after all this time - the male neighbor took a look at it with his flashlight, and it was a white, round thing that was shaking on the wall. I couldn't see what it was! The neighbor untied the dog, and the two dogs immediately threw themselves under the east wall, and raised their heads and barked loudly, but the thing was still swinging on the wall, and it was very angry! Two dogs have a blunt past, a few people finally bold enough to get up, go to the wall, two flashlight light on that thing - neighbor finally on the long one, after she was to see that face, a butt sitting on the ground, crying, a white trash bag blown bulging hanging on the branches, are twisted with the cold wind, swing...
By gongkai23 years ago in Confessions
My future
Dear The One ....Assuming you are real Here are just a few Things You Should probably Know about me. you will really get to know me, and when I say know me, I will show you the deepest parts of my soul and if you don’t see it immediately, I have no doubts in my mind that one day you will. See in to me or in to me see, that’s the truest form of intimacy, to stand before someone and hold strong in your beliefs. To stand your ground, to speak your naked truth, not to simply be naked infront of the other person, but to expose your true self to be naked in your truth. I see you, I understand you, but most importantly, just know that I got you. Know that I only want the absolute best for you. I also hope you begin to understand my sense of humor, because I think you have the same as I, so in reading this, please understand why I had to start this off so awkwardly.
By Jamie Glanville3 years ago in Confessions
Starr Theory
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Well I am one to disagree personally; when you realize what space is you will be rushed with the feeling of euphoria beyond belief. I’ve had much fear of death recently after hardship and loss, and I went to the deepest and darkest depths of my soul. I was lost in this world and I think we all feel the same. The yearning for more, the need for validation, the desire for love, the list could go on for years. We all feel it and we all receive these gifts differently. However, it’s not just gifts we receive, and sometimes we feel hopeless. We kill ourselves slowly with cigarettes or quickly with a bullet to the dome. These experiences are all fully necessary in life as they are all different. They are all unique paths with unique stories to tell and they should be shared.
By Connor starr3 years ago in Confessions
Dating in the 2020's
Dating. The pasttime that we love to hate. It is stressful, confusing, and expensive. I'm not even sure why we do it. I'm currently single and not looking and I've never been happier in my life. Take that into consideration when reading this.
By Susan Eileen 3 years ago in Confessions
Bow to your dreams
one I was my friend's guest teacher for half a month in a summer guitar class. When roll call, unexpectedly have a prim middle-aged woman answer "ARRIVE". I was surprised, according to her age and dress, should appear in the district of Yangko team or park aerobics ranks. However, she is holding a guitar, sitting in a group of youth flying in the middle of teenagers.
By Kiel3 years ago in Confessions
Su Yi broke up with her boyfriend of 4 years. Su Yi called it quits.
Su Yi broke up with her boyfriend of 4 years. Su Yi called it quits. Bestie around all feel too suddenly, advised her to calm down, after all, accompanied for many years. Su Yi: "You don't understand, facing the cold phone screen, my heart like falling into the ice."
By 邱前程3 years ago in Confessions
