No, you read the title right. This is a ‘Blag.’ That’s when you put Blaaaah and blog together, and you get ‘blag.’ A Blag is normaly an event where.the blogger vents his or her heart out.
So anyways, the point of this blag is to dicuss the facts of why I constantly always get mad at certain people who actually mean something in my life.

I guess the thought of them hurting me is too much to bare. I know that I shouldnt go about expecting them to not hurt me but truth of the matter is that they will. Like, no matter how bad we try to prevent shit like that to happen, it always will happen. After all we are all human. We live to learn.
How ever, that does not give us the excuse to go about leaving “Jar of Hearts.” With the exceptance to learn comes the faith of love and pain. Both a very scary emotion we must learn to live or avoid.

Oopes, fell off topic again. So what I’m trying to point out for myself is that I get easily hurt. As a matter of fact I am a really really sensitive guy. I’m afraid to find love, i’m afraid to fall. So I hide. I mean, I’ve been hurt by so many that I’ve been scared. It is a reality that I don’t want to except. I don’t want it.

Remember that saying, “It’s the small things that count?” Well that’s actually a bi-quota. It sways both negative and positive. People tend to think that that is meant only for a good thang, but No sir. Wrong to the wrongful. It is very negative too.
Which brings me to my point about people who we really care for.and not being fully aware that they would actually be able to hurt us. We go about thinking that every small things that they do is really amazing, but when they do so small thinga to hurt us(intentionally or not) it hurts!

To be continued…