What a shity week. in one night i had my heart broken, i found i had been lied
to since october and i was betrayed by two people i never thought it would
come from.  I was very hurt, and guess i still am.  More then anything else I
am angry at myself for playing the fools part - which i always seem to do with
such ease and grace i am beginning to think thats my role in life.  Though i
know that i'll eventualy forgive them, the feelings in my heart are strong and
im still young and fey.  So what am i to do now?  There are more people
affected my this then just me, people who may be more hurt by it all.  I guess
ill just hide within my thoughts of justice, friendship and compassion until
my heart has steeled once more and is ready to again trust. How many times
must my heart break before i realise who i am and what i want?