I trusted you and now my heart is bruised and raw, I trusted so many times and sometimes this has happened. I hope I never lose my stupid blind faith in love and goodness in everyone I meet. Would have been good if I’d trusted myself more, but, well, I can fix that now.
I never feel trusted in this house
I never feel trusted to live my life
And let it take me where it may.
I never feel trusted enough to stay around
But never trusted to leave on my own.
Trusted is like a foreign land to me.
Ansley
I trusted her. I trusted her with my secrets, my fears and every one of my dreams. From my first crush to my first day of junior high, she was always there. She had always been there. And she always would be.
And then she betrayed me. She took advantage of me, treated our trust like it was nothing. Move over, Taylor– a person doesn’t have to be a high school guy to break your heart.
Anonymous
Another time, I trusted you.
I hate you.
Fuckit, I love you.
Do…
Why am I saying this.
It isn’t true.
I hate you.
I HATE YOU!
You can go and fucking die for all I care!
Go. And. Fucking. Well. DIE.
But you trusted me; you let me fall back on to you, and believed that I wouldn’t let you be hurt, and you WERE.
So do I hate myself or do I hate you?
Me or you?
Dark or light?
I suppose it’s a decision we all have to make, if we’re to survive.
Mousy677
i knew why i trusted him, but i didn’t know how he would betray me. Good thing, cause it ended up all for the better. Anyhow, I’m fine, now
blin
“My trusted friend,” the old man said, “here is the package. All you need to do is take a cab from the airport to 77th street and Lexington. There you will find a payphone. Pick up the payphone and dial 1276, and someone will appear in a red overcoat. Give him the package, and you will get your reward.”
Being trusted is an aspect that I look for in someone. If I don’t feel that they can be trusted, I don’t want to waste my time on them. I feel I am a trustworthy person, and look for the same in a significant other or friend.
Colleen
I trusted in you, but you play with me, you aren’t real. Maybe I want you to be real, but when you smile at me like that way you did, every thought just flow away. Good bye.
Maria
being trusted is…something i wanna be
johanna
Trust is a tricky thing. There are trusted friends, trusted passwords, trusted places and experiences. To be trusted by others who know you and respect you is an even greater gift. To be able to trust is an opening of the heart and soul. Ohh to long for and to receive the trusted love of another. It is a treasure to be longed for and once given zealously guarded.
“He is not to be trusted,” was the warning I received earlier in the day. I did not know whom this was concerning at first, though a few hours later he appeared. There was something mysterious about him, something I could not identify. His eyes seemed to fathom deeper thoughts that I was comfortable sharing, but at the same time, I was utterly enchanted
the only one i trusted for so long and in so many ways
and now you just want to throw that away
like it meant nothing to you
like I meant nothing to you
but you’re still the only one i trust
the only one i love so much
and yet i’m starting to see
that maybe you don’t trust me
and maybe that’s where we’ve gone wrong
but i can’t help but think that after so long
you’d learn
but then who cares about me i’m just
some girl.
i shouldn’t be. i can trust myself. i’ve lied snd cheated. i’ve stole and beated. i’m not the girl you thought i was. i live for a new feeling and leave others by the wayside.
court777
dog
cat
music
volkan
For so many years I trusted her because I had no one else to trust. I needed a friend who would stay by my side no matter what. But time after time she betrays my trust and breaks my heart. Why do I keep running into this trap? I want my friend back, the infallible one who could do no wrong, not this flaky monster child.
Trust? What even is trust? Seems these days it’s harder and harder to establish it with people. You meet somebody, begin to gain confidence in them and then BAM, betrayal imminently destroys your friendship. I’ve encountered this so many times and it seems like the more people I trust the less I am capable of keeping friends.
Brandon
TRUSTED: for what difference does it make how many dimensions there are?do we count how many pebbles there are on a beach? how many drops of water there are in the ocean_
She was a trusted friend and confident – and then one day she went bat shit, round the bend, all fired up crazy. It was stunning to watch, actually. Not that I’d want to see something like that again – but still, entertaining.
She stalked me for some time but after a few weeks she quit calling. But once, I trusted her.
Shauna
I trusted everything the sky; the light, the dark, the clouds. I trusted the sky to surround me and fill me with joy. A blanket of protection, the sky stayed and became part of my every dream.
Ingrid
She trusted him. She shouldn’t have. He stole her heart, her money, her life. He took everything she held dear. And yet she loved him. She loved his brooding eyes, his tortured soul. He loved her innocence. She was terrified of him, and yet she relied on him. She was his saving grace.
Kelly
He sat there in disbelief. He had trusted them with his life and now here he was. Tattered and torn,laying on the floor of a cold cellar. But he knew that revenge would be his one day. Nobody crossed his path and lived. Not even the girl he loved.
Joseph Marcel
The real debt of humans
We give and give
Though only to be robbed
Crushed
Left scrambling for more
she didn’t feel very trusted anymore, or maybe it was just that she didn’t know if she deserved his trust anymore. Life just isn’t fair, she thought. he wasn’t fair.
Sarah
i trusted her. i thought, “they’re just friends. she would never betray me like that.”
i learned my lesson.
i chose to move. i chose to be apart. now i’m left with the feelings of twisting, churning in my stomach.
Trusted and beloved, but you know, they never have the right idea about what trust truly is. The ones I love… I don’t trust that they will never make a mistake or do me wrong. What I do trust them to do is do their best, and to learn from their mistakes. Trusted always to be human beings, and nothing more.
Kendra
The money, oh, the money in it all. We’re just a bunch of dancing playing cards, singing to ourselves of chance and fate. We think it’s all in our head. Lord, oh, the Lord of it all.
My most trusted friend was an old, worn, leather diary in which I could pour out all of my secrets and wishes. I would never speak of this old friend to anyone- keeping it private and all about me was the center of my world.
Nachos
my best friend, a loving, selfless, awesome man that i would do anything for.
he will always be there.
no matter what.
i may not always agree with him, but i always listen.
he has the best advice.
my dear cousin.
700 miles have always separated us, but that has only made our relationship grow.
thank you for everything you do for me.
you have made me the person i am today.
i love you.
Brittany
“I trusted you” she screamed as she walked out the door.
He sat down on the couch in silence.
“I ruined everything” he thought.
julia
i trusted my more than a friend guy, to do so much. I obviously expected too much. I trusted him to hold my hand, and kiss me on the forehead when times got hard. i trusted him to love me unconditionally like he promised but he didn’t. In fact sometimes the people that you need most in life are the ones that tear you apart
Jackie
i trusted you. you lied. you hurt me. and not only me but others, so thank you for ruining my trust for 99% of people. they are gonna love when i tell them why i cant trust them
Jordan
They cannot be trusted. They with their plastic noses, and falsely colored hair. They with their knives of lies that stab the backs of thousands. They with their high heels, and skirts that barely pass as clothing. They with their words that sting like the fire of hell. They with their fancy cars, and million dollar homes. They with their fibs and falsehoods, meant only to tear you asunder… They cannot be trusted.
I trusted you and I shouldn’t have. Now she knows everything without really knowing anything. She’ll never forgive me, and I bet she won’t forget that you were the one who dealt the death blow on our relationship.
i never trust anybody. only my mom.
you are never trusted.. really.
monica
I have never trusted anybody. I only trust myself…and even then, I’m often betrayed. Trust. Oh, trust! Where do you dwell?
Daniel
he was a trusted friend, loyal and loving. He lounged around the unkempt livingroom with no distain for my housekeeping skills. His name is Foster and he has beautiful blue eyes and messy hair.
comfort in the form of efficiency
the tides are constant
ocean metaphors are cliche
trust is luck between two people.
I trusted you and now my heart is bruised and raw, I trusted so many times and sometimes this has happened. I hope I never lose my stupid blind faith in love and goodness in everyone I meet. Would have been good if I’d trusted myself more, but, well, I can fix that now.
I never feel trusted in this house
I never feel trusted to live my life
And let it take me where it may.
I never feel trusted enough to stay around
But never trusted to leave on my own.
Trusted is like a foreign land to me.
I trusted her. I trusted her with my secrets, my fears and every one of my dreams. From my first crush to my first day of junior high, she was always there. She had always been there. And she always would be.
And then she betrayed me. She took advantage of me, treated our trust like it was nothing. Move over, Taylor– a person doesn’t have to be a high school guy to break your heart.
Another time, I trusted you.
I hate you.
Fuckit, I love you.
Do…
Why am I saying this.
It isn’t true.
I hate you.
I HATE YOU!
You can go and fucking die for all I care!
Go. And. Fucking. Well. DIE.
But you trusted me; you let me fall back on to you, and believed that I wouldn’t let you be hurt, and you WERE.
So do I hate myself or do I hate you?
Me or you?
Dark or light?
I suppose it’s a decision we all have to make, if we’re to survive.
i knew why i trusted him, but i didn’t know how he would betray me. Good thing, cause it ended up all for the better. Anyhow, I’m fine, now
“My trusted friend,” the old man said, “here is the package. All you need to do is take a cab from the airport to 77th street and Lexington. There you will find a payphone. Pick up the payphone and dial 1276, and someone will appear in a red overcoat. Give him the package, and you will get your reward.”
Being trusted is an aspect that I look for in someone. If I don’t feel that they can be trusted, I don’t want to waste my time on them. I feel I am a trustworthy person, and look for the same in a significant other or friend.
I trusted in you, but you play with me, you aren’t real. Maybe I want you to be real, but when you smile at me like that way you did, every thought just flow away. Good bye.
being trusted is…something i wanna be
Trust is a tricky thing. There are trusted friends, trusted passwords, trusted places and experiences. To be trusted by others who know you and respect you is an even greater gift. To be able to trust is an opening of the heart and soul. Ohh to long for and to receive the trusted love of another. It is a treasure to be longed for and once given zealously guarded.
“He is not to be trusted,” was the warning I received earlier in the day. I did not know whom this was concerning at first, though a few hours later he appeared. There was something mysterious about him, something I could not identify. His eyes seemed to fathom deeper thoughts that I was comfortable sharing, but at the same time, I was utterly enchanted
the only one i trusted for so long and in so many ways
and now you just want to throw that away
like it meant nothing to you
like I meant nothing to you
but you’re still the only one i trust
the only one i love so much
and yet i’m starting to see
that maybe you don’t trust me
and maybe that’s where we’ve gone wrong
but i can’t help but think that after so long
you’d learn
but then who cares about me i’m just
some girl.
whaat? …
i shouldn’t be. i can trust myself. i’ve lied snd cheated. i’ve stole and beated. i’m not the girl you thought i was. i live for a new feeling and leave others by the wayside.
dog
cat
music
For so many years I trusted her because I had no one else to trust. I needed a friend who would stay by my side no matter what. But time after time she betrays my trust and breaks my heart. Why do I keep running into this trap? I want my friend back, the infallible one who could do no wrong, not this flaky monster child.
Trust? What even is trust? Seems these days it’s harder and harder to establish it with people. You meet somebody, begin to gain confidence in them and then BAM, betrayal imminently destroys your friendship. I’ve encountered this so many times and it seems like the more people I trust the less I am capable of keeping friends.
TRUSTED: for what difference does it make how many dimensions there are?do we count how many pebbles there are on a beach? how many drops of water there are in the ocean_
She was a trusted friend and confident – and then one day she went bat shit, round the bend, all fired up crazy. It was stunning to watch, actually. Not that I’d want to see something like that again – but still, entertaining.
She stalked me for some time but after a few weeks she quit calling. But once, I trusted her.
I trusted everything the sky; the light, the dark, the clouds. I trusted the sky to surround me and fill me with joy. A blanket of protection, the sky stayed and became part of my every dream.
She trusted him. She shouldn’t have. He stole her heart, her money, her life. He took everything she held dear. And yet she loved him. She loved his brooding eyes, his tortured soul. He loved her innocence. She was terrified of him, and yet she relied on him. She was his saving grace.
He sat there in disbelief. He had trusted them with his life and now here he was. Tattered and torn,laying on the floor of a cold cellar. But he knew that revenge would be his one day. Nobody crossed his path and lived. Not even the girl he loved.
The real debt of humans
We give and give
Though only to be robbed
Crushed
Left scrambling for more
she didn’t feel very trusted anymore, or maybe it was just that she didn’t know if she deserved his trust anymore. Life just isn’t fair, she thought. he wasn’t fair.
i trusted her. i thought, “they’re just friends. she would never betray me like that.”
i learned my lesson.
i chose to move. i chose to be apart. now i’m left with the feelings of twisting, churning in my stomach.
Trusted and beloved, but you know, they never have the right idea about what trust truly is. The ones I love… I don’t trust that they will never make a mistake or do me wrong. What I do trust them to do is do their best, and to learn from their mistakes. Trusted always to be human beings, and nothing more.
The money, oh, the money in it all. We’re just a bunch of dancing playing cards, singing to ourselves of chance and fate. We think it’s all in our head. Lord, oh, the Lord of it all.
My most trusted friend was an old, worn, leather diary in which I could pour out all of my secrets and wishes. I would never speak of this old friend to anyone- keeping it private and all about me was the center of my world.
my best friend, a loving, selfless, awesome man that i would do anything for.
he will always be there.
no matter what.
i may not always agree with him, but i always listen.
he has the best advice.
my dear cousin.
700 miles have always separated us, but that has only made our relationship grow.
thank you for everything you do for me.
you have made me the person i am today.
i love you.
“I trusted you” she screamed as she walked out the door.
He sat down on the couch in silence.
“I ruined everything” he thought.
i trusted my more than a friend guy, to do so much. I obviously expected too much. I trusted him to hold my hand, and kiss me on the forehead when times got hard. i trusted him to love me unconditionally like he promised but he didn’t. In fact sometimes the people that you need most in life are the ones that tear you apart
i trusted you. you lied. you hurt me. and not only me but others, so thank you for ruining my trust for 99% of people. they are gonna love when i tell them why i cant trust them
They cannot be trusted. They with their plastic noses, and falsely colored hair. They with their knives of lies that stab the backs of thousands. They with their high heels, and skirts that barely pass as clothing. They with their words that sting like the fire of hell. They with their fancy cars, and million dollar homes. They with their fibs and falsehoods, meant only to tear you asunder… They cannot be trusted.
I trusted you and I shouldn’t have. Now she knows everything without really knowing anything. She’ll never forgive me, and I bet she won’t forget that you were the one who dealt the death blow on our relationship.
My mind is not to be trusted. I dream and think it is reality. I experience reality, and then think I must be dreaming. Or forget.
And if my mind can’t be trusted, then Houston we have a problem.
Trust is a present-tense word. I trust you. Right now.
At this exact moment, you have my trust.
But this word is trusted.
Past-tense.
I no longer trust you.
You’ve done something that made me realize I can’t put my faith in you.
You betrayed me.
I trusted you.
i never trust anybody. only my mom.
you are never trusted.. really.
I have never trusted anybody. I only trust myself…and even then, I’m often betrayed. Trust. Oh, trust! Where do you dwell?
he was a trusted friend, loyal and loving. He lounged around the unkempt livingroom with no distain for my housekeeping skills. His name is Foster and he has beautiful blue eyes and messy hair.