...sad...thoughts...
I'v been friends with you for 4 and 1/2 years or thats what i thought. Looking back i was always the one to get blamed for things that any could have done. Being friends with you means being someone im not. And even though you where my best friend, i wasnt yours. You where bestfriends the a verson of that you made and liked until you didnt. And even then you where my bestfriend bc i looked past that. But when you changed it was like i was a nobody to you and like it didnt matter if you hurt me or not. So now when i look at you all i see is a stanger.
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