This few days many unhappy things happen.
People are unhappy with others, my friends got betrayed.
People fight.

Why do friends annoyed, betray, sadden you and yet bring you happy times?
If this is friends, I hope I have no friends...
I hope I can get a flight to Venice and never return back.

She is right, the best thing about a picyure is that it never change even if the people in it do...