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chapter ninety one: why can't we be friends??
oh baby youyou got what i need but you say im just a friend but you say im just a friend cause i can be your, fantasy but you say im just a friend but you say im just a friend im out yo!! go on without me im not worth it... NOT!! lets do thought-speak again topic of (my) choice: FRIENDS FRIEND: a person attached to another by feelings or affection or personal regard. origin: to love ok.. so now we all noe what a friend is.. on to more pressing questions.. WHO is your friend?? have you ever wondered?? or am i the only one who thinks about these questions?? (i hope not) so you might come up to sae, hey!! lets not ask these questions.. cause we cant control who likes (our friends) and who hates (enemies, of course) us.. why bother about things that we have no control over?? right.. i agree.. let me put this the other wae around then.. are you a friend?? (not necessarily to me) how much are you willing to give to a friend?? what are you gonna do when he gets into shit?? what if its because of you he is in shit in the first place and you get away with it clean?? how long are you willing to listen before you start telling your own stories?? how often have you ratted him out after promising to bring his secrets to the grave?? how much do you really trust your friend to leave yourself bare?? when was the last time you were honest to him?? do you really love him?? how much of a friend are you?? footnote: im using 'him' cause its easier than to keep typing 'him/her' all the time Labels: for use of better word, pornstar dailies |