In fond memory of, Brutus.

I didnt even get to know you that well, just could hear you in the background. You were there, listening to all mine and Arjun's mad mad mad conversations, barking a little when Arjun didnt pay you too much attention. I used to be a little jealous of you when he showered too much love, but then I guess you deserved it.

I wish we could've met.

Rest in peace, Brutus baby.

Lies.

Why does one lie? One lie to save our skin, to save oneself from embarassment, or save unecessary questions. But when none of them is the case, why then?

I thought we were friends enough, close enough, to spare each other the unecessary lies. Small, pointless white lies, but lies none the less. And lies hurt. Well, sometimes. It just, makes me lose faith in things even more.

I dont ask for anything, just the truth. And you PROMISED me I would get that, the whole and plain truth. This lie isnt enough to make me actually doubt you, but something inside me went off.

I still trust you, though.