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Being sour. That’s when you do not trust me, even for the slightest moment. Where has the so-called mutual trust we used to talk often gone to?
Being sad. That’s when you leave me a feeling of being rejected. I assume the friendship we’ve been into by far will soon see a finish line.
Being stupid. That’s when I expect something better in return for doing a favor to someone else. All I get is utterly a disappointment and shame.
Being happy. That’s when I'm free to chose what kind of people I want to be. Doesn’t matter if I should go black, gray, or blue.
Being grateful. That’s when I start to realize I’ve got tons to be thankful for since the beginning of my life. Knowing that I’ve always been granted with a feeling of being sufficient in anything.
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