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May 2020
We look to our friends for comfort rely on anything but ourself’s, our obsession with self worth damages our mental health. In bed alone with our thoughts, though thought can be our worst enemy a new meaning to keep your friends close and your enemy’s closer, this enemy is a part of us in someways it can be your best friend a love hate relationship that will never end
Written by
Steven Rambaud
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