I think about all the rude things that have been said to me by people i cal friends and ask myself why i put up with it , why am i so weak and insecure i hate to say that maybe they were never friends to begin with, friends respect you and i often feel a lack of respect from the ones i keep close
I can pour out my heart and they don’t care , well one in particular i honestly think I’d have to die to feel appreciated and that’s something i hate to say