I used to have a friend...

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I used to have a friend. She's a beautiful, cheerful, kind, and most of all, a good friend. When she felt sad, I was there to cheer her up. When she cried, I was there to comfort her. When she had a problem, I was there to help her. I was always with her. I treated her like she was an important person in my life; I saw her as a true friend.

That was a long time ago.

Now...

Well, I have no idea.

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H i there.

The title's based on a true story.

I have a friend and she's a damn bitch. I hate her guts.

If you're reading this, I'd like to thank you.

I bet you clicked this because you had a bitchy friend and you hate her, too.

Don't worry. You're not alone.

Please enjoy my story and sorry if I ever made a mistake. I'm not a good writer and English is not my native language.

Once again, thank you and enjoy.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 02, 2015 ⏰

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