Can friends sometimes believe it?

It's not that it's not credible. But it's best to keep some secrets for yourself. If you have a secret and want someone to keep it secret for you.

It's cruel. Everyone will accidentally say it. Then you will say that your friend has betrayed you.

This is very unfair.

All things are true, friends aren't all untrustworthy. It depends on what kind of person you are.

In fact, what kind of personality you are, the friends you make are similar to those of this kind of personality.

Do you think that people will believe in you before you believe in them?

Do you know? If you want others to believe in yourself, you first have to believe that you really believe in that person. If you just want people to believe in you, and you don't trust others, that's very

Don't ask your friends if you can trust them, just believe them. A true friend will not harm you. If she (he) really lied to you, it is also kind. (Heh, my naïve thoughts.) Actually, that's because I'm Lotte).

I think your question is better than saying, "Sometimes friends can't be trusted?"

Even if it is your best friend, some unpleasant things will happen between your best buddies and sisters, face life calmly, analyze things rationally, and see everything as beautiful, friends - as long as you are happy with yourself!! There is no belief or disbelief, and sometimes there are white lies!!

Don't believe it completely. Man is selfish.

Most of the words of true friends can be trusted!

I found out that my best friend had been lying to me all along, probably because I was careless in making friends, maybe I was too much of a failure, anyway, I was sad, and I trusted the other party too much.

The word consequence is more derogatory, so let's talk about the so-called "failed friendship" (of course, not the kind of vigorous consequence, for the spectator, it's just a small thing, and it has a deep impact on myself).

When I first entered college, there was a classmate in my class, whom I called "a canter", and I should be able to see that the relationship was not very distant or close, and it was ordinary.

The first time I met was because of a dinner party with college classmates, when he drank a little wine and was slightly drunk. I didn't drink much, and when I saw him going to the toilet alone, I went up to take a look, and since it was a classmate who came out together, I was still worried that something would happen.

He also found me, and we talked, and just like that, we grew closer from knowing each other. Later, whenever he had something on his mind, he used to take me to drink with him, and every time he could talk until one or two o'clock in the evening after drinking, and I really regarded him as a friend and told him everything. It wasn't until later that I felt that it was not good not to come back at night, so I rejected him twice, and told him that he couldn't drink often or something, purely out of friends, and kindly told him.

At that time, we began to have a barrier, and he stopped calling me to drink, so naturally he had another "drinking friend".

Here's the point, he talks a lot every time he finishes drinking. Once, another very good friend of mine came back from a drink with him and told me that he was saying bad things about me, and that I had drunk with him before and said my so-called "secret" (since it was a secret, I won't say specifics), and he was saying almost everything, good or bad.

I didn't know before, but after I found out, I asked a few of his classmates who were drinking with him, and almost all of them knew something about me. At that time, I felt that I regarded him as a friend, but there was a feeling of betrayal. And because he told many people about my "secret", and many classmates used my "secret" to tease me (some of them may be unintentional, but it doesn't matter), I felt that I couldn't hold my head up in front of my classmates, and my heart was really tormented during that time.

After graduating from college, the only "friend" I deleted was him.

By now, I know that the so-called friends are not all thrown at you and told you all the troubles; It's not that you drink and eat when you have nothing to do; It's not that your Wuliang gives me some benefits, I also give you some benefits. The subject's so-called "friends", I really don't think they are friends, since "your so-called friends" have brought "consequences", then don't do it.

Friends can't force it, and some people may have many friends and bosom friends in their lives. But more people are more like Boya. Zhong Zi died, and Boya never played the piano again for life. a friend, a wife, a family; A dream, a wake-up, a life.