The Man In Black
It has been quite a while since the last I blog.Well it seems like someone had missed my piece of work,already.First of all,Hanina,if it even crossed her fucking mind to read my blog,I seriously don’t think she would understand a word I’m saying except the word ‘pink’,because pink describes her.Now,let’s get real.This is for the ‘man in black’.I’m not close to you,I don’t know you well enough to talk about you.But you know what?I think I’ve known you my entire life since I started school.I’ve never really talk to you in school like face to face,we talk only in myspace.Trough our conversation,I think you’re a nice person.Sometimes your kindness is just too much.You got punched by your best friend.Your clothes,your pants,your bag are all tattered and you broke your spectacles because of your best friend.Look,I want to help you.We may not talk much,but I’m your friend.Friends are there for each other no matter what,right?So I’m here for you.You know you can always come to me.I really really want to help you.You might told me that you and your ‘best friend’ are okay now,I don’t think you have forgiven him.It’s not easy,as a matter of fact,it’s impossible.Hey,we made a deal,right?I’ll help you if you do yourself a favor first,okay?Thank You.
2 years ago