they like to assume they know me just cause they know i like this and that. oh yeah, apparently they also know what i hate. if they think they know me through my likes and dislikes, then they're wrong. so wrong.

to me, the people that knows me real well are the ones who have seen all the sides to me. the ones who have been through thick and thin with me. the ones who are always there for me. they put up with my crap constantly. especially those who don't complain. like/love me for who i am and don't intend to change the person that i am. they care. and although i seldom show it, they know that i love them.

the ones who really know me, knows that i don't have to say it to mean it.