Fake Friends Vs True Friends の小説・ストーリー

Betraying them means that I don’t have a friends anymore but I didn’t expect that they will forgive me. “Drink some soup, My Mom made it and I know you have nowhere to go so stay here first and if you don’t want to be forced I will tell our friends— “Fine” In the world full of faked people, real is rare and I can’t believe that I found few of them. True friends will really help you. The less person I expected to help me was right beside me. Wayne is cold hearted but at the same time he’s kind and considerable. He’s mad at you but eventually that anger will fade when you showed your real intentions.

If you don't trust your friend or partner then the relationship is fake or not strong. *************************

He had even consulted some of his friends to help him, but they all said that game button designs were the last thing anyone would pay attention to in a game. His job was deemed so unimportant that none of them had taken him seriously. 'fake friends,' Nathan complained in the group chat then leaned back on his chair and waited for them to reply to his message. 'pay me and I will help you,' one of his friends replied. Before Nathan could reply by stating that he was broke and there was no way he could pay the guy, another person had sent their reply. 'u are the fake one,' another one said. 'real friends are together in joy and sadness, share every happiness including ur salary'

I believed friends could betray but I never expected it from her, my mother’s words hit me right that moment, she’d told me it was always the friends. “An enemy knows already that you don’t trust them, whatever they do, you were expecting but it’s not the same with friends. You trust them, give them your all and when they know they’ve had you to that point they turn against you and it is the worst kind of hurt you could ever feel. An enemy is a thousand times better than a fake friend.” My mother’s word replayed in my head and I bowed my head in defeat and shame, she was right. Axel was always sweet to me, I didn’t know it was all fake, I cried as I thought about how it all started, how I be

I wanted to burst out but I chose to stay calm. “I know and I can see it. If you’re treating them as real friends you will treat them as how much they treated you. A friend that doesn’t hide anything from each other and has equal and reciprocated feeling” f*ck! I have less of my patience! I swear he’ll regret why he ever meets me. “Are you telling me that I am faking our friendship?” I asked in so much disbelief. “I didn’t say that---"

Weren’t you the one who said I had no friends? Got slapped in the face, didn’t you? I could practically imagine Reddit detonating. Some would envy. Some would hate. Some would sneer about “sugar daddies” and “staged drama.” But I was certain—those were my real friends. They helped me not because of dirty transactions, but because they trusted me. Reddit: 【I’m kinda touched… Mia’s friends are so good to her. 】 【Holy hell, that’s real friendship. 】

He asked, his brow furrowed. "Yes, I thought about that. Do you have a problem with that? Furthermore, not everyone who acts friendly is friendly. Some people have to fake friendships, while others just show their true character from the start, because they believe that pretending to be something you aren't is a bad thing." I declare. "Do you also mean that because you act friendly, you have the character of the devil but wear the mask of an angel?" Arthur inquired, but I did not respond because it would be a waste of time to do so.

“I’m still iffy on it, okay? I mean, I haven’t really had a good track record of keeping friends once they know about it. Thinking about it, I’ve been lucky they don’t live that long.” “Understandable.” responded Pia. “I must say that they weren’t good friends, if that’s the case. Maybe your bad track record is one of finding them, not keeping them.” “Hey, what do you mean?” said the dark-haired freshman, a bit on the defensive regarding his friend selection capability. “I mean, true friends are those who stick with each other despite circumstances and work out their flaws to make each other better people. It is possible that you haven’t found them yet. Real friends, I mean.”

"Lily is going to be good too. I need to be better than good." "What does better than good look like?" Sofia asked. "Real," Ava said. "It looks real." Sofia nodded slowly. "Then be real." "I'm trying to figure out how to be real in front of four hundred people without it feeling like a performance of being real." "That's the whole thing, isn't it," Sofia said. "The moment you perform authenticity it stops being authentic." "Extremely unhelpful," Ava said. "Thank you." "I'm just identifying the problem. You'll solve it. You always solve things."

And so she said, “Zeth, people have various definitions about a friend and it all based on their experiences. To me, friends rather ‘True Friends’ are those people you wholeheartedly care. Never leave you behind whatever may happen. Up or down they are the people who will forever be your helping and supporting hand till you grow old. Friends are your companions to life.”