to tell the truth, i’m tired being a mediator… for not taking sides and that i have to be sharp in separating which one is a lie, which one is real. which one is drama, which one is the truth, which one is wrong, which one is right, which one is hyperbole, which one is hidden. analized it and make conclusion, trying to get them back together in peace, to get it back to where the things were, trying not to hurt each other, and how to cheer them up, trying to be as wise as i can, as honest as i can, not to make any mistake. No more missunderstanding
what am i suppose to do with you girls? what does a friendship means to you? what does a sisterhood means to you? both of you live together long enough to understand that. look, i’m so soorry really sorry if i said something wrong, please know that i’ve been trying to do my best for you, for all of us. you can have my shoulder to cry on, i got your back
If only she didn’t tell me “please tell her what she needs to know and take her to my wedding” maybe i could just step aside and pretend that i know nothing. It wasn’t my line

