"friends"

don't call us “friends” when all you do is pretend act like you don't want to attack but you'll do it behind my back and all i've been was loving and nice but you were threatened by my spice you mistake me for being flirty when you're the who did me dirty telling everyone i'm the one to hate when all i've done was be a good mate so go on and talk shit about me and i get we all have our insecurities but don't be fake and start talking shit hurting other people is just not it words are just as hurtful as fists pain like this can exist on wrists there's too much hate already being hurled when are you gonna realize we need more love in this world? if you're wondering if i'd ever do that to you i don't have the heart to do what you did to me too and in the end, i'd still care about you even if our relationship decides to fall through

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