It wasn't easy doing everything, at one minute, you have to worry about the words you use. On the other hand, you're afraid what you said/wrote might offend someone. It's just uneasy. Well, maybe the best choice was to leave things aside, and keep quiet. Acting like a dummy was probably the best solution. Since we were once treated like one...

I never intend to hurt anyone through what I wrote, never the less, to end a friendship of so long. Maybe that's why some of my friends don't voice out what inside their mind and soul. Secrets hurts, kills and disappoints.

Sorry anyway. I'm tired sometimes. It's just too complicated. Maybe i wasn't helping things out at all.