Pull The Knife Out Of My Back, Please

I, again, have been knifed by someone that I trust. Someone I thought the world of, who I considered a friend.

Do you ever really know somebody? Why is it that parting ways can bring out a personality that you never thought lived within someone? How can I be such a horrible judge of character?



One Response to “Pull The Knife Out Of My Back, Please”

  1.   Jason Says:

    I’m sorry that happened to you.