My Friend..
How is it that I'm your friend when you just use me as a means to get what you want? I'm unable to differentiate right and wrong from the words that comes out from you, my friend. It has been years that I've been fighting with myself into believing that it is all worth it.
But time has its limits, and for now, your time is running out. You make me laugh but is there a reason behind it? I simply o not know much about you. My mum has told me not to give in easy into trusting friends but I refused to listen, believing that you are an exception. Guess my mum was right! Shame on me for not listening to her advices.
Whats next? Whats next?
Hey, hope u will not let this problem drag u down. I'm sorry I don't know ur problem well enough to offer u proper advice, but for now what I will do is to pray for u.
Do cheer up and rmbr everythg happens for a reason, or even a lesson!
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