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a best friend, too caught up, in her charm, beauty, need. backhanded compliments, bringing people down so she didn't go down alone guilt, not doing good enough not being there enough never being enough a friendship, that was so glorified that seemed so good so pure gone. toxicity, masked by feeling as though we need each other that we need to hold on as though it was the world and us emotionally drained, after putting your problems to the back of your mind not being prioritised when you needed to the most red flags everywhere, slowly being picked up by people around you but you're too busy, being manipulated torn down to stop, to notice a friendship that has been buried, six feet under at last.
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 1:44 PM UTC
toxic.
a best friend, too caught up, in her charm, beauty, need. backhanded compliments, bringing people down so she didn't go down alone guilt, not doing good enough not being there enough never being enough a friendship, that was so glorified that seemed so good so pure gone. toxicity, masked by feeling as though we need each other that we need to hold on as though it was the world and us emotionally drained, after putting your problems to the back of your mind not being prioritised when you needed to the most red flags everywhere, slowly being picked up by people around you but you're too busy, being manipulated torn down to stop, to notice a friendship that has been buried, six feet under at last.
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 1:44 PM UTC
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