these pass weekends...
I realise the moments that each individual need to given in to build up the bond.
thou is unlike love, but still as individual, effort has to be put in.
Many of such moments, if well handled, contributed, engaged, shared and sincere.
it will blossom into something true.
if not well taken care of, or one-sided wishful thinking, nothing true such come out of it.
for those that had been there for me, thank you, my weak soul was indeed at times given a helping hand when needed.
for the latter which i might had mistaken as friends or even once was, i don't know what to make out of it still.
-= A liTTle Crazy worLd =-
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