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first friend, second choice.

There is a danger to introducing two friends. we all know the drill i've accidentally replaced myself with the new me and the old me is "still your friend" or "still cared about" but do you ever talk to me anymore? it's only been a month since you two met and now i'm left here with absolutely no friends and you know what fuck you i'm sick of being everyone's second choice i'm sick of being put down for not knowing a band he introduced you to sick of everything sick of you. but i miss you so i really do. you're an asshole but i do miss you.
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