For every girl with a broken heart, there’s always a boy with a scotch tape. Adhesive is nice but time will come when the paste would wear off and the roll of tape would be empty. Then the broken pieces of her heart would start falling again. What she really needs is a man who would lovingly take the time to gather the fragments, put them in a pot to melt and reshape it with his heart as the mold so it won’t fall into pieces again.
FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food. REAL FRIENDS: are the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FAKE FRIENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. REAL FRIENDS: Would sit next to you saying "Damn ... we f*cked up ... but that sh*t was fun!"
FAKE FRIENDS: never seen you cry. REAL FRIENDS: cry with you
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. REAL FRIENDS: keep your sh*t so long they forget its yours.
FAKE FRIENDS: know a few things about you. REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing. REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door. REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!"
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for a while. REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough. REAL FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say: "B*ch drink the rest of that you know we don't waste sh*t."
FAKE FRIENDS: will talk sh*t to the person who talks s**t about you. REAL FRIENDS: Will knock them the f*ck out
In every girl's life there will always be those three guys: the one she loves, the one she hates, and the one she can't get enough of. And in the end, they're all the same guy.
