backstabbers

The saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies..
They betrayed me. Stabbed my back.. But that’s life.. You’re nice and everyone is walking over you.. If you’re a jerk you get judged, you get hate… That’s what the society is… Everything sucks. No more true friendships, loyalty. There’s only judgement, betrayals.. You can’t trust anyone. You can’t be sure if you have a friend who will walk by your side for a long time, or if you have a “friend” who waits for the perfect chance to stab a knife in your back. You can’t know. You trust them and they break the trust. And then they come to apologize because they need you. But they don’t know that trust is like a mirror. Once broken, it will never be the same again…

– i.d
I’ve dealt with my share of liars, fake friends, and selfish individuals. To me, second chances are non-existent for those forms of betrayal. Don’t replace the knife in someone’s hand after they’ve stabbed you once already. They clearly didn’t care about your well-being when they made their selfish choices. You’re asking for a repeat of the past if you give them the power to do it all again.
—  why I cut people out of my life without hesitation – prompto
You know what? Yes, I have changed. I’m not as nice as I used to be, because I don’t want to get used and walked all over, I don’t trust everyone and tell them my secrets, because behind every fake smile is a backstabbing bitch. I distance myself from people because in the end, they’re only going to leave. I have changed because I have realised that I’m the only person I can depend on.