Friend: a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection.
In some instances, we do not choose who we are going to be friends with. It just kind of.. happens. We may be sitting alone reading a book or staring off into nothingness, and then someone walks right up to you. You don't know if you are going to be friends with this stranger. Sure, they could be attractive, have a nice personality based on what you see and hear from others.
But when that first conversation starts, there is no way back to peace and life without them.
From stranger to a weight that keeps pulling you down. "Get rid of them! If they cared about you, they would take the time to talk." , says my brain and logic. "They have feelings too! They're really nice!", says my heart. "What did they ever do to you?"
Nothing. They did nothing.
Friends don't back-stab you, or ignore you. They don't ignore what you say or send to them. It doesn't matter how weird or inappropriate you act or speak, as long as you know where the boundaries are and you have a good heart and soul.
As Snow White takes a bite out of a poisonous apple, I too have had my share of poison apples that continue to stay by my side.