There are a lot of things that makes life so ironic – your life, your relationship, your everything. I guess it’s really part of living in this sinister place called earth. It’s part, that’s why it really sucks.
 
There are people that you thought they are your best of friends, people you can rely on because they give you advises, makes you fell accepted and they are always there when you needed them most. You even thought so, because you have the same wavelength with them, have the same interest and have the same disposition in life. But at your back, they’re cursing you and they’re the one telling bad things about you to others.
 
Isn’t it ironic, don’t you think?
 
There are people whom you fought for them, but at the end they left you unwanted after the fight. There are people you left because you felt they didn’t fight for you, but at the end they stood for you to fight. There are people whom you treated brother, but at the end they made you feel unrelated. There are people you thought you should not relate to, but at the end, they even treated you like a blood brother. There are people whom you thought you can call them when you’re down; but the truth is, they’re the first people who turned you down. There are people whom you thought you can’t rely on them when needed; but they’re the first people who rescued you when you’re in trouble. There are people whom you assured you won’t leave them no matter what, but in fact, they’re the one who wants you to leave. Ironically, there are people who didn’t leave your side even if you don’t acknowledge them doing it most of the times.
 
Isn’t it ironic, don’t you think?
 
How I wish friends can really be friends and live out to its truest meaning. But sometimes, it’s not; that even your slightest enemy you thought of will be your friend at the very end. Yeah, that’s really ironic.