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what's wrong with you?
last night i realized that true friends do not probe.
they bring you out to ice cream. they try their best to make you laugh. they send you little notes. they make sure you stay safe. they will sit down with you for hours in silence, just so that you might feel a little better knowing that you have company. they respect that if you want to share, you eventually will, but till that day comes, their job is just to make sure that you don't die alone in pain.
the people who keep asking you for the cause of your pain? they are the gossip mongers, the nosy parkers who want to know for the sake of knowing, and not because they really care. all they want is reassurance--that they are trusted, that they are in the know, that they are involved with everyones' lives, that they have knowledge about everyones' personal lives--at the expense of your secret. they may give you the best displays of sympathy, but it is only for show, and the show ends the moment your meeting concludes.
i don't need gossip mongers in my life.
