Trust is one hell of a priceless thing ,
That we have made so dispensable and cheap for people who don't deserve it.
When your own ones stab you in the back ,
You don't feel like protesting ,
You just feel like dying in the inside.
The shock is so unbearable that you don't have even words to describe your misery.
From my life experiences ,
I shall say don't trust even your blood relatives .
More than often , outsiders love and care for you thousand times more than they do.
They want you to be safe and happy.
These outsiders become our beloved , our very doubles , our happy place and our comfort zone.
We call them "brothers", we call them "best friends".
Always remember , no one cares how much you love them when they get an opportunity to destroy you.
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