Real Quotes About Fake Friends の小説・ストーリー

I replied flatly, "My family didn't get rich by chance. And what if I lend you a real bag and get a fake one back?" Janet's expression hardened with anger. "What are you trying to say? That I'd do something like that? What kind of person do you think I am? Don't look down on me." We parted on bad terms. That very night, she posted on her social feed, taking a jab at me without naming me directly. [Wow. So I finally ran into one of those fake best friends. Some people pretend to be close to you, but they're actually selfish and full of themselves. Be careful who you trust. Stay away from people like that.]

Her love — a theatre, her soul — a stage, and I, the fool who thought it was friendship. Now I sip my tea with quiet grace, for I have learned — not all enemies wear frowns. Some wear my perfume, and borrow my smile. Such is the life of a fake friend. Beware!

I frowned with determination, “I plan to. And I will come out on top of this, Jace, whether you choose to believe in me or not.” “Okay. Cool. Whatever. But mark my words… things are going to get way out of hand much sooner than you think. And those guys gassing you up right now, acting like your biggest fans? They’re all fake as hell, and they'll all drop you as soon as the next popular person comes along. While you were spending all that time running away fro the, I actually hung out with those people. And they're all just shallow little shits keeping their noses out for who will give them the most drama.”

I’ve had my fair share of wrong men until I met John. "It really hurts, my heart hurts and the fact that he'd do that to me after all we shared just sparks the thoughts that you can never really know who to trust or who is genuine, Well, except for my brother, I guess. I’ve never had a best friend, you know? People are so fake with bad intentions and it’s hard to know who wants the best for you.” I used to think famous people had everything they could ever dream of and they didn’t lack anything. But hearing Marissa talk, I was starting to see things a lot differently now. It was really difficult to live as a famous person and I wasn’t sure I wanted that for myself.

I thought one wasnt supposed to cheat in relationships, if you do it, i'll do it. Noooo! I've never cheated on anyone before, I wouldn't do that, not even to you... Altho this is a fake relationship, I wouldn't do that Erm.. this isn't a fake relationship. This is real, this is very, very real. a short term thing , i give you that but isn't fake, I'm being honest with you, I'm being 100% real with you, I'm showing you who I am and I'm letting you in, don't tell me that you've thought that how I've been a lie. don't insult me like that.

I asked. "What makes you say that? You'll get more friends and everyone will think you're cool." "If people only like you for a fake persona that you make in order to be liked then you're just deceiving yourself." "I agree." Louis said. "It'll be hard to be yourself once people already like what you showed them first." "You guys always have to be the rational ones, huh?" Ryan said. "Well, that's why we're friends." My phone buzzed and looked at the screen. It was another text from Andre. I saved him as three sunflowers to avoid suspicion in case somebody stole a glance at my screen.

I was sitting alone at the empty dining table when my phone buzzed. It was an anonymous text. No name, just a picture and a message. The picture was of Albert’s hand, a hand I knew better than my own. But the laurel wreath tattoo symbolizing our mate bond had been altered—a tiny letter ‘M’ was now etched into the design. The message read: All I had to do was ask, and he let me leave my mark on him. Another message came through. So what if the ceremony is fake? He told me that in his heart, I’m his chosen one.

“Just don’t lie to me. And believe me when I say that I wouldn’t do that to you. I know that picture was fake. I just need to prove it.” “I felt a little taken aback, and then my friends started talking shit.” “Don’t listen to your friends,” I spit. They are the target group of jocks that I strive to avoid. They say that you’re only as good as the 5 people you keep in your company, but I hoped that wouldn’t apply to Aaron, because his friends are assholes.

“I need you to pretend to be my husband.” He choked on the coffe he was drinking “What?” “Please,Just for the interview only,” “We'll get fake certificates, Aaron is here, it'll even look more real.” “Please just this one big thing, for Mom.”I sobbed. George rubbed his face,his eyes became soft. “Alright,”he said quietly. “I promised I would do anything for you.” ~~~~ The next morning we dressed as nicely as we could. We printed a fake marriage certificate and headed to the sleek glass tower of GED Baby Galaxy.

he says, wincing as he shifts his weight. I let out an even louder laugh at that. To be honest, I don’t really think of this bastard as my friend. He’s just one of the only people I bother talking to here. In this world, trust is a luxury you can’t afford , even the ones who seem kind might be your worst enemies in disguise.