The People We Once Called ‘Friend’

Sitting here thinking about the people I used to consider friends, who always needed help with something, a loan here and there, an ear, a shoulder, a friend, yet who have all found it so difficult to return the favour. I know how good a friend I am, can be and have been and I REFUSE to entertain those not worthy of my friendship, time or any other part of me.
This goes out to the excommunicated, and those about to be.

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