I still wonder why there are people who find satisfaction in chatting about other people’s lives. Even though how much other’s tried to keep their personal lives private, somehow these people manage to know everything about you. I got no clue as to how or where they get those feeds they are saying about you. Worst thing is that, most of the things they thought they know about you are all untrue. Why can’t they be happy talking about their own life, tackle their own problems? Instead of gossiping, why can’t they first struggle to solve the complications of their complicated life; or might as well, muster to perfect the imperfections of their life.
Still it hurts me to know that some people you trusted and whom you thought will never do something to offend you, have done things you never least expected. Things have been said and done. Nothing can be done to repair even the littlest damage it has made. Trust has gone astray and so as the truth in a once good relationship shouldn’t be expected. Since we both have no choice, certainly things might go back to normal; but honesty and trust for each other is undeniably questionable.
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