Promise to say everything BUT the truth

I must say that if someone would like me to hate them alot, all one has to do is lie. Okay to lie about something big makes sense in a way although it's not acceptable, however, to lie about something small and meaningless makes everything that one says seem like absolutely bullshit. And then to make it all better, don't try to bring up my insecurities with trust. So this Brom character, happens to tell me before hand, perhaps on friday that he's going to Yorkdale (mall )on sunday with this girl. Okay big deal, how wonderful, like I give a fuck right. LOL. Because it was so stupid, I happened to remember it, and had a laugh or two about it. Like, is he trying to prove something? Anyhow, tuesday comes around and he calls me, so for small talk, I happen to ask him, so how was Yorkdale. But see the tricky thing is, I saw him on msn the whole entire day on sunday, as I signed in every few hours. So I knew that he hadn't have gone. But to my surprise, he said he did go. Oh really?? "What time was that?", I asked him, he replied "7 pm". LOL. This was just getting worse. 7 pm, on a sunday night, he went shopping in a mall where all the stores have been closed since 6pm. Oh okay, maybe he just liked to go to empty malls, no problem, so then I asked "did you buy anything?", at first he said "um no...nothing important" and after a few minutes that nothing important became into buying brand new pair of shoes. Oh wow, so he bought shoes now too at a closed mall, so then I asked, "Where did you buy them from?", he replied, "I don't remember, one of those stores" One of those stores? Surely, if your in Yorkdale and trying on shoes somewhere, and you bought them and also they gave you a bag in which the logo of the store is proudly displayed, are you that retarded that you don't know? Oh but he just had a short term memory loss, and it came to him after another minute. "I bought them from Transit" he said. Okay, first off, I don't understand why someone would buy shoes at Transit anyhow, it's the cheapest shoe store that is out there right now, secondly, it's well known, so how could you not know? I then asked a trick question, "What store was beside it?", "Umm....Urban Behaviour is around there somewhere", he replied. Yeah somewhere around the mall there is an Urban Behaviour eh. So I fully told him, you know your lying about this, the mall is not open after 6pm on sundays. No!!!! He was denying it, saying that mall in particular is open till way beyond 6 pm. Oh really? He even suggested I check their website. Umm, reverse psychology tricks being played on moi? I'm getting furious at this point, but still take his advice since he is not lying ofcourse! I went online, while he was on the phone, and just as I thought, the mall hours for sunday closing still stood at 6pm. I told him that, and he was so defensive, saying there had to be some mistake and suggested that I call the customer service. HE SUGGESTED FOR ME TO CALL CUSTOMER SERVICE. WHYYYYYYYY!?!?!? If your going to lie, why the fuck would you lie like that, and dig yourself a deeper grave? you know why? Maybe cause your a fucken idiot. So I told him, okay you know what, I this point, I'm losing all the respect that I had for you. I'm standing at zero. If infact I call and they tell me that they are open till after 7pm, then I'm a fool and I apologize 100 times, however, if that is not the case, then there will be no talking between us anymore. So anyhow, I had to call Yorkdale mall which is also long distance and wait for an customer service agent to reassure me that all stores must be closed at 6pm EACH AND EVERY SUNDAY.

Have a nice life lying. I'm sure that'll make you seem cooler...somehow...to someone...maybe not in this lifetime.

FeeLs Like Ecstasy

What a hectic week.

I've been constantly busy this week, always doing something, here goes an outline on the events that occurred:

March 22.06 - Met this amazingly wonderful gentleman. Will refer to him as " Tracker". As soon as I looked at him, I was drawn, completely.

March 23. 06 - Went to Toronto

March 24. 06- Vanessa came to Toronto, caught up with good ol' times

March 25. 06 - Met up with Tracker at the Guvernment (club) danced the night away (for the exception of overdosing on a triple stack of 100% mdma pill. Yikes!)

March 26. 06 - Went back to Oshawa. Spent more time with Tracker and loved it!

March 27. 06 - Did a major load of school work and spent time with Mass

March 28. 06 - Went shopping in Toronto, and then spent the rest of the evening with Tracker

Some people might think that my attraction to Tracker is solemnly based on a physical level, however, I doubt this is the case. But who is to really know? I just know for the mean time, he is all I need and want. And if he continues to be this way, hmm, I just might put my pimpette tiara away.

Friends Forever

What will now be my excuse not be in a relationship or to even think of one? Well the last one was an absolute mess. I think it was the last one that turned me off completely of wanting anything. It is sad to say but my imagination lasts longer than any man can. I guess I get my satisfaction from using my creative mind. As for men, I've met some of the most amazing people right now in my life and I feel blessed. I wouldn't give that up for anything in the world even though if that meant to give away having any sort of relationship, then I am willing to give that up. Friendship can outbeat a relationship anyday. It is once that a foundation of friendship is established that one can try to further persue things. This should take several months or years. Nothing can be built over night but if you take your time building, you just might be able to build forever.

BloGGed OuT

I spent most of this week in a higher state...

I'm deeply amused at this point in my life on how things are unfolding.

I'm stunned at the feelings that are overwhelming me at this moment.

I hope that song reaches him, I hope it gets to him, and I hope he understands.

I saved today's paper, for those reasons that remain unknown

This captivation, wondering if it's partial or mutual

My dreams always place me in an airport: I'm in a stage of transition

I will see you soon because I simply need to

Remember This Week

Okay, so I did a few blog entries however, mysteriously they have all disappeared. Why? Maybe it wasn't meant to be written down. Anyhow this week was at its atmost, the craziest week since like the week before. Surely, every night included the excessive smoking and drinking. However, I must point out some key hotness that occurred last night. Originally, My plans for last night was to go to a random bar downtown Toronto and celebrate St. Patricks day. Am I Irish? No, but I do enjoy drinking! And I'll use any reason for a drinking reason! I was so hyped up that I actually went out and bought this green shirt that says, "Super Sexy" with a Superman symbol on it. Well, it didn't happen. Instead we went to a Persian concert because it's Persian new years. The year "1386" (I think, they annonced it 100 times but I don't know if my drunken mind grasped it) Yes the celebration of the new year involves more drinking then even St. Patricks day! We arrived to the concert in full impress mode. We spent our night in this circular routine almost. We would go to the front of the stage, then go drink at the lounge, then go for a smoke, and then use the washroom. Hana and I were pretty close to the stage when she said, "Lina, no matter what happens tonight, I am going up on that stage". Ha ha, yeah I laughed it off but no later then 5 minutes , guess who I happen to see on stage? HANA! she was pulling her best Persian moves in such a drunken stage. And there she was with a Persian pop singer on stage! The funniest part of the night however was that she grabbed the microphone from the singer's hand and was yelling "I'm ARABIC!" . Yeah, we live such a hard knock life eh?

Run, walk, crawl for all I care

You think your laughter will wash the pain that lingers deep within you?
your cockiness will make up for the shortage you have in your pants?
Or is it by being someone else, it helps forget that you perhaps exist?
Can it be by your vocabulary, you are avoiding every wrong word you stand for?
Does your wardrobe make up from the filthy inner layer that exists within you?
A steady determination is the result of nothing else being achievable to a lowlife like you?
Are your parents the only true source of "Yes, you are special to us"?
Are you shitting your pants right now thinking, could this really be all about me?
Yes...you are right, it is about you.

Blog it

I asked Hana for some help on what to write about in my blog today, she choose 4 topics, I choose 2 to write about:







1. gay rights: I don't have a say in this topic because I'm not gay and I don't wish to discriminate. What I do believe though is that everyone has equal opportunities to embrace their sexualty. This may however open up a gateway for those with sexual fetishes to protest for equal rights as well. Watch it happen :)












2.marriage: Where am I to make a comment about this topic? Extremely sensitive topic since I don't know what will happen in the future and I don't want to make myself look stupid. Hey, if one would like to get married, I'm all for it, go do it if it'll make you happy. But the advice to make a marriage last coming from a 20 year old is that as you change throughout your life, be sure to change together...in the same direction. If you follow 3 golden rules as you change towards the same path is to be honest, communicate, and compromise. Something in which I'm lacking completely but I'm working on it.

Trust me

Okay so I totally was wrong. There are some people out there with good intentions that are not out there to get you. How did I arrive to this conclusion? Well actually just taking a look at myself, most of the time, my intentions are very fair.

What does it mean when someone says, "I love you but I am not in love with you" I don't understand how this could be true. Either you're all in or all out. If love exists then you are in love with them because loving someone is all about being in love with them! Hope I explained that one very well.

I have come to the conclusion that some people are just undeserving of listening to my music. People d0n't deserve to listen to my music. I take my music as something very special and I can only allow a special few to listen to it.

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Here are some updates with my friend's lives:

I have been chilling at Mass' place the past few days. He made me an awesome cd, it has like the craziest house beats ever! I feel so content listening to these songs.

Bahram has been fucking with my head. He says things in which I dont understand because I'm usually high when I talk to him. He is a really great guy, and I'm lucky to have met him.

Sameer might leave on sunday to work on a cruise. It will be a shame, I don't think we will chill like this ever again. Actually we will, why not? There isn't anything in this world that's is stopping us.

Vanessa called me today. We spoke for an hour. We usually talk business when we do talk, it's nice how we established such a partnership through friendship. Pretty good eh. She will be coming to Toronto two weekends from now.

What is going on with Hana? I don't know, all I know is she's crazy in love with another character. I don't know if she'll ever learn that life is not always about love. There is more to it then just men. Think like a lesbian Hana.

Let Us PART-EH

Friday night was just something else. It was Jackie's birthday so we had plans to head out into the night. We rented a truck limo and made reservations at Milestone. After dinner, I was very mellowed out, by this time I had smoked a joint and had a few glasses of wine. I was ready just to relax and take it easy. However, we already booked a booth at Inside Lounge. Once we got to Inside, I went straight for the champagne and vodka bottle. I was really fucked by then. Overall, it was was a jammin' night. I woke up on saturday to realize I was passed out on Jackie's couch. I went home because Hana and I made plans for a girls day out. We got our nails done, went ate dinner and smoked a nice joint to top it off. Gotta love the weekend.

The Greatest of the Great 

Twisted Confusion

I'm left hanging in the middle of a decision. The amount of respect I have of him is a whole lot, but that's the thing, what if we proceed to something more, would I ever loose that respect, or would it grow?

Strive 50 percent

It wasn't my intention for it to go any further than it has. I've been thinking about it, about him and it's been driving me crazy. See, initially, we started out as friends, well we still are friends but obviously to a complete different level. The only reasons we even have the definition of "friends" to describe us is because I will not allow it to go any further. Why should I? I don't because I don't know if it's worth getting close to someone. Let's say everything is great and we'll like each other a whole lot. But where does the ultimate outcome of the relationship conclude? Like, at such a stage in our lives, we must place a whole amount of effort to keep a relationship working. If the effort is placed from both parties, then of course it can work, however, the difficult part is having each person contribute a full 50% . If one person contributes 30% and the other 35%, then that only equals to 65% rather than the full 100%. What I'm asking is for the 100%. Not the drama king series. A unique relationship were both partners are comfortable with the truth and aren't so up tight. I'm not comfortable being in a relationship not knowing if this could be the last time we talk. It's not about how long a relationship lasts, but the knowledge that you can pick up from it once you leave. The wise words I learned today was that "A woman can continue to live her life and strive, even with a man beside her. He can just be more of an inspiration and vice versa."

Happy WOMENS DAY 

A little bit of this...A little bit of that

So it's the first day of rain for us this year. I don't mind rain all that much. Unless if it were to get in my face, then we would have a problem. I can imagine how rain might get a lot of people depressed. If I were like that, I'd think of it like this, "although it is raining here, the sun is shining somewhere" (what good does that do me? None- but its nice to know someone is seeing the sunshine)




Guys are extremely strange. It's okay for them to tell a woman, "I love you" after the 2nd time they've met, however, it is totally wrong for a woman to reply, "I love you too, let's prepare our marriage". It is only then that the guy kinda gives you the "uh oh" look. Ha, hun, who do you think your playing? Because no matter what the game may be, this woman will always win. It's better you don't look at life as a game then, cause it'll leave you without an ego.



I don't know what flu or cold is being passed around, but I am sure to pre-prepare myself so I don't get to feel what it may be. By this, I mean I drink a lot of orange juice and get plenty of sleep. How does the sleep help? I don't know, but I can't complain.

So I have been talking to this guy since August, and I just don't know his name! I'm so afraid to ask. On one occasion when we met up, I was so nervous throughout the whole night that he might ask me if I know what his name is. Every time he said my name, it just made me shiver knowing that I can't respond, by saying "Yes, _______"

Mysterious Life

I believe life was created by us for us. Before we take our journey into this dimension, we write extensively on how we can advance our souls by writing a "life chart". This initially states all the main learning points in life. Usually it consists of two or three main learning points. (i.e., family or love or loss) Of course we can't learn everything through one lifetime. Therefore, my conclusion is that we live more than one life or the more lives we live, the more advance our souls may get. Yes, in that case reincarnation does exist, however, we don't turn into animals or trees. We come only has humans. When writing a life chart, one picks their parents, friends, even lovers. Also there are 5 planned exit routes. Meaning, if the soul feels like it can't advance any further, it picks a exit route, and it simply leaves this dimension. So one question many might ponder is "what if you die when you are a child, or even a young adult?". Well sometimes, souls come here to give strength to others that are already here. (These are usually the more advance souls) They come to teach lessons to those who are living currently. When their time comes to exit, they leave. And those who are left behind...Simply learn, which happens to advance their souls further.

WALLYCRAWLER

WALLYCRAWLER

MinE

My mind fills with magical thoughts of you and I
Can you take your wand and make a wish for me tonight?
The air is filled with your sweet scent although you are not near
The stars sparkle brightly; you make the moon shine to cast away my fears
I lay my head down to close my eyes and think of who is true
The one who said, “Lina, take my word to what it is that I’ll show you”
It’s killing me to be in your fairy tale, but this Cinderella is a bit scared
Time is not a problem for you nor me, allow it to unfold as it’s meant to be
In the end stands nothing, not even time,but I can turn to look at you & call you mine

Who, what, why?

So I spoke to Mazdak the other day and asked him to do a video conference, he said he couldn't webcam with me since he wasn't wearing a shirt and didn't trim his chest hair. What has society come to? Why are men feeling so uncomfortable that they have to "trim" their chest hair? He wasn't even comfortable enough to be seen with an un-trimmed chest. This is fucked. I say we bring back the 80's and just fucken let loose and feel comfortable in who we are.





Who would like to give me a life time membership for unlimited Brazilian waxes? Seriously, I would really feel comfortable knowing that I can go somewhere, lay down and have someone do the deed for me. This membership would be greatly enjoyed. Any offers?? Anyone?....No?







So I've recently heard that there is a group of woman who have sex with guys then have the guy (do a number 2) in a bag or container to wash hair with. These woman then take the guys shit and wash their hair in it!!! What has this world come to? Since when does someone get turned on with such a thing? The first thing I thought of when I heard of this was, "Where do these people get such sick fascinations from?"

Oscar Sunday

Last night I went out with Mike for some drinks. Well first off, let me say he looked much better in the dark club with me being hammered, then he did in the light with me being sober. Okay he still looked good, much better than most guys for sure. Yeah, he's pretty hot stuff. Our conversation flowed easily. Nice guy to talk to. After the bar, we went back into his sexy truck and smoked a one paper. Okay, at this point, I was drunk and to get high. I was sure to get smashed. We said our good-byes, and I drove home...drunk. Thank God the pub was only a 3 minute drive from my place or else, someone would have definiatly gotten hurt. I have never driven so fucked in my life. I stubbbled into my bedroom and continued to work on my essay. Fuck, this essay seems to be like never ending!








So I check my e-mail this morning and my ex responded to my one word e-mail (Hana had dared me to e-mail him : "I'm sorry...but no matter how hard you try, you will never be a real man")

He sends me this "wow" e-mail which honestly I didn't know whether to feel sorry for him or feel sorry that I ever knew him, anyhow, of course one can judge for themself, so here is the e-mail:

• Lina, You have a great way of burning bridges. i was hoping that we could leave things on agreeable terms, but no. you like to stir hornet's nests. so, now that our gloves are off, here's my response to your steeping piles of bullshit. so i'm not a 'real' man. this is some accusation coming from a person who's never even had a decent father figure, or otherwise been 'involved' with some measure of a man who actually has something going for him. from keith to mazdak, darling, your track record is proof that you dont even know the beginning of what a 'real' man is all about. (Target hit: Father, another fucked up ex, and Mazdak --- what does Mazdak have anything to do with this again?) And before a 'real' man ever decides to stick with you, you have to show that you're worth his time by being a 'real' woman. not some snooty, horrendously immature, self-absorbed, drugged-up, annoying little shit. (Hmm, horrendously immature eh, and who wrote this e-mail to whom again?) for example: who the fuck lies about fainting and going to the hospital? (I did, lol) it's one thing for me to not tell you about my private life (i'm talking about mahssa), but to be just, it's not as if you were telling me everything that was going on in your life, so dont even try to hold that over my head. About the birthday card: I said I laminated it, which was my way of saying I would do it at some point... big fucking deal. (okay since when does saying something you did mean its something you are going to do?) grow the fuck up. anyway. i really hope that you'll wise up and realize that life is a very long 'game'. (He can play alone, because no one with a straight mindframe would spend any more time with this guy once they get to know him) life rewards the steady determination of focus. not the randomness of the hokey-pokey fool. (oH, and he gives me advice too, love this!) in the end, you dont want the only memory of your 20,000 days left on planet earth split between getting high/drunk, getting fucked, writing bullshit essays about nothing and sleeping (which pretty much sums up your life so far) (Mostly yeah and I love it!) . get a grip. work hard. earn your respect. in other words, get a life.

Good Luck, Insignificant other

Exercise your body, look, and mind

Okay, I'm not one to "enjoy" or "love" exercising. I don't understand how some people enjoy having difficulties breathing, at the same time be sweating, and just feeling exhausted. You run for 10 minutes and lose 100 calories --> think about that next time you take a bite out of a chocolate bar. If it's really worth it...Then get ready to work it!





Why don't I have a camera?! I really would like a camera. I think a camera is the most important device. Some people are undeserving of a camera though. A camera is to capture beauty and if I do not have one, then how is anyone else worthy of having one? It's okay though, hopefully one day, I, just like others will be able to afford to have a camera...But I would really like it now!



I hate writing essays when I don't find the topic intriguing. They expect you to take a position. What if I do not want to take a position. Then what? What if I find the topic absolutely retarded? The thing that really bothers me is when I'm not given an option. I do not enjoy being forced into anything. Of course there is an option though, I either do it...Or choose to fail.

moi 

Under...Where?!

Ever since I got my hood pierced, I've started hating underwear! Anything...Even pants. I can't wait until the weather gets nicer cause I will be one woman walking around with nothing on under that skirt.









Gum is good. I get the sugar-free ones cause they are low on calories. Yeah even 2 calories count! Plus they help you concentrate, so when your writing that bullshit essay, pop a gum and use your magic fingers!







I'm going to go on my diet as soon as I get a ride to the grocery store. Going to stick to my carbonated water and salad. Yah, fat is not welcome here. I suggest everyone goes on this diet.

Hi, School, I'm high.

So Vanessa (best friend) gave me a call and told me some interesting news. She said Mazdak is still in highschool! Someone viewed Mazdak's video on our site (www.screwtheworld.com) and insisted he went to his school. Vanessa tried to reassure him, saying maybe its someone that looks like him...but no! It's actually MAZDAK! So of course being who she is...she asked for hardcore evidence. This guy is going to send pictures of Mazdak...lol, caught in action! All this time Mazdak was telling me he is an honour student at his university. Ummm...I don't know about that Mazdak, what an idiot. So I confronted him obviously. He sent me an e-mail to show me his acceptance letter into university. Firstly, its date April 25th. Secondly, It's not from what he said that he's studying "criminology'...its from the "acting department". And then Mazdak tells me, the reason why he goes to high school now is because he changed his mind into engineering. From what I know...he's not taking any science courses. So then he says that he's confused and was going to tell me everything once he became more comfortable with me. Psh, there goes his chance now. Liars don't get my respect...and Mazdak seriously lost mine.

Work @ Home.

I just realized something hmm....abnormal in a way. Well, the thing is...the best time to get work done for me is during the night. So anywhere from 8pm- 5am. I get the most done at this time and I guess it's because I want to sleep but my assignments keep me up. I'm never doing work during the day.....ever again...well maybe if I don't get it done by 5am...

Party Time

The past two days have been absolutely hectic!


THURSDAY: Mission : To Have fun..dah!


Mazdak came to Oshawa to see me. We smoked 3 times, yah, I was pretty high. We went for lunch. I ate so much that I seriously felt like I was going to explode. After lunch, we went to watch a movie. This time he insisted we watch Pink Panther. I didn't object and said alright. We were going to the cinema when he changed his mind and wanted to watch Date Movie instead. While we were waiting for the movie to start, I took one of those movie magazines and was reading it. Mazdak took it from me and we spent a great amount of time trying to take it from each other. It pissed me off because the stand had a full stack of magazines and I asked him if he wanted one and he said no. I eventually got it ! The thing that fascinated me with the magazine was my February horoscope. I actually wanted to compare it to my blogs. That movie was extremely retarded though. He spent the whole time laughing, and I actually fell asleep. lol. He would nudge me a couple of times asking me why I wasn't finding the movie amusing. Gee, I freaken wonder why?!!? After the movies, Mazdak insisted we sneak into another theater and watch another movie. I objected to that this time. The last thing I needed on my agenda was to watch another stupid movie. So we left and Mazdak insisted we go to the mall. So we went to the mall and walked around...The whole time Mazdak was doing things to make us seem as a couple. I don't know...It was awkward fo shizzle. We left and stopped few streets down from my house. It was then when Mazdak said, "Lina...I don't know why, but when I don't see you, I miss you". Well I didn't know what to say to that so I laughed. I believe laughing is better than awkward silences. Then he turned to a song, and sang me a song...With his eyes closed. Ha! I didn't know what to do in that situation so I said goodnight and got out of the car. I decided it was better to walk home to shake off anything that I just might have been traumatized with.



February Horoscope :

There's a strong sense of rising above adversity, especially after the 3rd. Explore as many new options as possible, then bookmark some for later followup. The close relationship script an eerie turn of deja vu all over again for the 11th-14th. After that, you'll definitely be ready to break free of the past. Strangely, once you do, newfound closeness arrives on cue. You head off on location after the 23rd, when combining business with pleasure is a breeze.







FRIDAY: Mission: Not to miss my bus for Toronto.


I spent the whole morning hours of thursday, which is practically friday editing my essay. I had to hand it in at 10:00 am. So I woke up at 8:30, just exhausted from the night before. I handed in my paper, went homee, slept like a bitch. I later met up with Hana (best friend) and we were heading out for the night with her guy friends. We went to Paaees (Hookah place downtown Toronto) And met up with Lida (friend) and her two friends. It was fun. We smoked a joint while walking from the parking lot to Paaees. The place was good, the shisha was good, and the martini's were amazing. After that place we all headed to a shawarma place. It was funny since I was teaching Lida some flirting techniques. SoI decided to start flirting with the guy that was making the shawarmas. He was fixing Hana's shawarma and I was smiling at him. The whole time he was looking back at me and put all this crap into her shawarma, Hana was yelling "what are you doing?!!?" Yeah, we had a laugh over it. Ha ha. I got home and was on the phone with Brom till 4 am. Whatta night eh?!

All is NOT fair in love and war

Can someone please take a stand and remind this political leaders that WAR DOES NOT HELP PREVENT WAR. Don't place a AK-47 in front of a person's face and expect the person to smile and give you a hug. What is the thrill with war? Only sick people enjoy fighting for personal gain. Then, these same political minded people have problems with people doing drugs. Honestly, at least I'm not hurting, manipulating, or causing any harm to another person. Only a philosopher king can make the right decisions, other than that... fuck politicians.

FinaL thought

The foundation of any relationship is trust. You watch everything just slowly rot when trust no longer exists. It's not about how long you make that relationship last. It's about what you learn from it. Surely, the longer it lasts, the foundation of trust lasts that long, but once its gone... you'll stop and ponder...where did it go? How did it go? What did I do? Why did I take her for granted. But the question you should be asking yourself is...why is she gone?

FriENDS

I was over at my friends place last night. Or a guy that I thought was my friend. I gave my true intentions from the start. I told him that there were to be no intentions of anything else. So what happens when I get home? He messages me on msn, to tell me how he would want more out of our friendship. I don't know how to take this. There are two ways. Firstly I can take this a compliment. That guys get to know me more and would like something more. Secondly I could take much offense to this comment. It can be that guys will always want more because for whatever reason, I seem like one can get more out of me? It's as though there can't be friendship between a guy and a girl. As much as I would like to believe that both parties just want nothing but friendship...someone always proves me wrong.

WHAT DO you know?

What do you know about love. You don't even know if you love yourself.

What do you know about trust. If you can't even trust yourself.

What do you know about light. If you've always stood in darkness.

What do you know about me. If you've always been interested in you

What do you know about the truth. If you've said it all through lies

What do you know about our destiny. If your not even meant for me

What do you know about history. If you can't mark the future with ease