In friendships I was the third person; I was everyone's friend and I loved helping them and I always time was to ready for doing everything for them because me I I thought this would make them like me and that way I'd be close to everyone, but in the end, no one cared. I used to defend my friends even if they were wrong, and if there was a problem, he'd say it was me in this moment you sayed fuck for everything I did it for them but in the end Regret will not change anything 😕

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