I'm blessed

With the amount of pricks and childish pussies out there I can safely state that I'm satisfied with the circle of special individuals who truly mean the world to me. Not saying that i'm more mature than most, but I really can't indulge in convos regarding petty matters anymore. It annoys the fuck out of me I swear. But it's never a matter to be pointing fingers at anyone but it just comes naturally I guess. With the age or something.

I remember I myself was behaving as such once upon a time and when I started reminiscing within, it's a wonder I havent tried killing myself yet. Then it hit me that this a phase everyone has to go through and you just have to be patient and hopeful that they'll grow out of it. 

Without these people I'm nothing :

. The K who I would play next to anytime and has taken my shit for a long time

. The ball who is unfortunately not as round as me, nevertheless supportive and a true brother and friend.

. The hobbit who is blunt but cares about me.

. The nerd who has always been loving, loyal and supportive.

. The little bass who's younger but gifted and special in many ways more than me.

. The pei kah in Melbourne who's shared many experiences with me. Good and bad ones.

. The ganja who has taught me unconsciously of how to stand firm in life. 

. The shaboo who loves me but forever scolding me.

. The clown who emoed 2 days back has proven to be entertaining and fun.

Total of 9 people, only a handful which is satisfying enough. QUALITY people I must admit. Not that the others in my life doesn't matter, they do, but they have never gone through as much with me as these 9. 

*bows profanely*

Keep my head high and the possibilities would then be endless.