i mark all those words in my head. i hate to say this but i know i better of alone than to have fake friends. i hate it when they pretend to listen all of my stories. and then, say to the others that they're boring to hear all those stories again and again. sorry then, i'm not as strong as you. i started to feel comfort to become a undirect-extrovert, i keep all my stories for me and my twitter. i don't tell all my problem with them, knowing that too many people that is fake. yes, they listen to me. yes, they look like they care about my problem. but in the end, they're all just the same. backstabber. i started to enjoy to write all i want to write in my twitter account. i know maybe most of my tweets are about complaining this and that. but who cares? twitter doesn't backstabbed me.

oh sorry for complaining again. but who cares?

'dont ever assume.for it make an ASS between you and me.' ~anon