a rant thats not a poem

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wrote this because yet again I'm in my feelings and thinking about my "friends" and how I'm sick of always being there. Who's going to be there for me, I'm always there for everyone else. And I'm sick of always being the first to reach out to one of my "friends". It's just tiring being the one that cares so much for someone and having nothing in return. But you never know because friends come and go and I don't want to have to always change my friends because of that I just want ONE SINGLE friend that stays with me through thick and thin, and maybe I have that now but I can't tell.

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