How can I tell you that I'm not your friend? That I don't consider you my friend. I don't even like you. I just pretend that I like you. I have this feeling that you don't like me either and you're also just pretending. So maybe that's one thing we have in common. I don't like it that you just made your way into the group. I don't like it that now they hang out more often with you than with me. Okay I know I'm such a brat for feeling this way. But there, that's what I feel. Happy? Argh! I hate your guts! If I only I could take them back from you...but now they're slowly slipping away from me. And I miss them. I really do...
*Siguro any of my friends reading this is already thinking kung sila kaya yon...hehehe...sige isip pa kayo.
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