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?
September 6th, 2006 at 5:22 pm
I’m sorry that happened to you.