It's my expectations that gave me a bitter taste, not the people who broke their word! It's not their fault, that I believed in them, but it's my fault, that I put value on vain words! People have them, as they present themselves, when I open the door of their soul, without thinking about the consequences, without listening to forecasts, founded by others, based on their character, because I operate on a different principle: each person, carry with a different one, according to needs!... And I believe in man!... I believe, until the day I am disappointed... until the day when I begin to know another side and I am amazed and I think, that I am the one who made a mistake... that somewhere, on the road to knowledge, I asked too much or offered enough, so that they think that they deserve the whole!... I don't regret the good deed, but the attitude of the man and a bitter taste penetrates my soul, which is reflected in my look, speech, behavior...! And all this because of my expectations! It's not the man's fault, it's me, because every time, I trust him!
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