I can't even tell between my friends and my fake friends.
They tend to switch places.
Sometimes my fake friends seem real, while my real friends seem fake.
Maybe I don't really know the difference between friend or foe.
Maybe I don't deserve friends.
Maybe I didn't have any real one ones, after all.
Maybe I don't seem real.
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Like, I don't exist, at all.
Ha, why am I here? I don't have a clue.
YOU ARE READING
Depends
RandomThere will be different kinds of stories in here. The kind of story depends on how I feel. And I probabaly might put some things I wonder about. (So its kinda like a diary.) So, come on in and take a look! ●●●●●●●● Oh, I kinda suck but go and check...
