I hate ppl who can't keep their promises, they dun seem to get it, how I take promises to heart. Each time a promise is made, ppl feel safe that its true and will be kept, and rest with peace in their hearts. Maybe for some ppl its alright to have them broken, maybe cause they are contented with their own lifes, so some broken promises would'nt make much of a deal.

Maybe its just me, I start out with a pretty happy life, no worries with child-like happiness, nothing could really bother me even if my father was drunk most of the week, my parents both make promises to me and my sister but we never hold them seriously, cause.. well.. we're quite happy. But it was onli later when promises made a great deal to me, all of the sudden I was alone, my happy and carefree life was gone, and promises tat were made then seem to calm me set me at ease... but often- no all the time they were broken. Each time 1 is made it sets me high and made me dream of much better things to come, but as each 1 of them were broken its like a stab to my heart. Each stabbing and wounding makes me cling onto more promises hopeing anyone of them might come true, the worst ones comes from my own parents. Now whatever promises they make I can never ever bring myself to believe, they may think tat im stubborn and all but its really their own fault, each time they break 1 promise to me it steel my heart against them now the wall is 3 inch thick.

So now any promises made to me however small, it must be kept. To a child, a promise meant a whole world, by breaking it, you destroy everything.