Eamon have been dumb his whole life. 17 years of living, 10 years of learning. Friends come and friends go. I don't have many real friends, only alot of mother fuckers who claim to be my friend. They used me when they needed me , threw me away and forgets about me when they didn't need me. I found out that poly life is getting worst. As the days pass, the masks on their faces shed and all is left is ugly scars that will never be healed. I am trying to be a good friend, be there when they need a helping hand. But who ever gave me one when I was in deep waters. I was drowning and they looked on at me, walking away without hesitation. I guess I must learn to be mean in order to survive in this world.
This cruel sick joke was never meant to be revealed, until the recent days then I found out it was true. I've been backstabbed so many times, wounds healed on other scars . This is becoming a routine to me. Every new friend I make, I take the first step to step back. Watching if something is lurking in the shadows trying to assasinate me. I'm cautious. But never too cautious. Because it's always not enough to protect myself. The person I am now is what they've turned me into. I finally found the answer Ms Chua once asked me. What have happened in the past that made you what you are today. I can be assured that it wasn't family. It was you guys. Thanks alot for changing me. Now it's time for revenge and it's gonna be sweet.
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