Magician

Feb 22, 2012 17:42

There are friends who call and we can talk for hours discussing everything.  I love these laughs together.

There are also those who call and mostly talk about themselves, complaining, trying to look like a hero and saying it's not that easy as it might seem. And first I feel really sorry and even pity them. But then I get really angry as I feel like they were walking over me. To me, a talk is a sharing of two people, and when the only one talks, and other just agrees - it's not a conversation at all.

Today I gave up dreaming and started to live in a real world. I am not looking for the opportunities anymore. I was expecting the world to be thrown to my feet - and it didn't happen. Pink glasses off - welcome to real life! 

thoughts, annie, him

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