Novel & Cerita I Don't Trust Anyone

"I trust you Gianni I do, I was your first, I felt it, the bloody sheets the next morning confirmed that, your outburst at the supermarket was genuine you didn't know I was there. You're so fucking shy and innocent I know you still mortified from giving yourself to me. There's no way you could've slept with anyone else. I trust that with every fibre of my being. But at the end of the day I'm human, I can't trust no one but myself in this world. Being on top is lonely. You never know who's out to get you, who's genuinely your friend or who wants your money, power and status. This world is a cold and dishonest place and there's a whole lot of crazies out there. My mother and father don't know

“What do you expect? After everything that has happened, how am I meant to trust anyone?!” “You can trust me.” “Can I?”

- I haven't known what that is for a long time. - Damien let out a sigh and I turned to look at him. He had a restrained expression, but when he turned to look at me I could see hurt in his blue eyes. I couldn't dodge the question: - Don't you know what? - Trusting people. In the position I'm in, trust can be very dangerous. very dangerous. It can be destructive. - the expression on his face turned hard. - That's why I solve my problems alone and avoid what needs to be avoided.

Everything. Sometimes I wish I could be honest with her. But I've lived more than half of my life hiding. I've got an intense trust issue that stems from the misery I've been through. So it's just so hard and impossible to fully trust anyone. Even though it's someone as nice and charming as Aaliyah.

“I don’t trust anyone right now. Not after everything that’s happened.” I nodded, but the unease gnawed at me. I had no idea who to trust anymore. My world had shattered in the most brutal way possible. The triplets' father was responsible for everything, the kidnapping, the manipulation, the hell we had been living in. How could I ever look any of them in the eye again? How could I trust that they weren’t involved in something far worse?

They don't care about our own story; they will care about what they've heard and the story that is flying around. Mark is the only one trying to be friends with me now, and he's someone that I don't even want in my space because I cannot trust him. I don't know if he is actually working for Shayla, or if telling me about all those things is also part of their plan. I know that I'm supposed to trust him, but I cannot bring myself to do that because I honestly don't trust him at all. I am not very desperate to be heard anymore because the people that I want to listen to me don't care about my own story, so why should I worry about what others are thinking?

I will do everything in my power to make sure we don't stay here forever. This life...this is not the kind of life that anyone would want. It is just too dangerous and you end up losing yourself to this world to top it all off, you have to watch out for your damn life every second of the day cause you never can tell where danger is coming from. Putting your trust in just anyone is equivalent to wrapping a rope around your neck. This world is wired in a way that you don't even get one moment of peace. You can't live life without watching your back. You can't share things with someone without worrying...without thinking that maybe...maybe this person is out to get you. You can't even keep frie

I truly hope he did. It just makes me know that I will always be aware there is nobody I can fully trust. You always have to be aware... -------------

"I told you we have resources." Autumn let out a small sigh and smiled. "Yes, Owl, I heard you the first time." "Okay," Mey looked at everyone and put us back on track, "so, what happened? What did we miss?" I took a deep breath as I waited for the mystery to unfold. Whatever it was, I believed it was worth it. * * * I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me

CHAPTER 5 I don’t know what Angelo means by not trusting anyone. I don’t trust him either. I was forced to trust his family for the sake of our safety. Not trusting others was an easy task for me. I don’t talk to strangers, especially social people who only know how to talk a lot.