There’s a point in your life when you know who stays forever and who’s just around for a while. People change, but so do you. Sometimes for the best and sometimes for the worst. Bad things happen, to everyone. You’re not in it alone. People lie, and some people just don’t care how you feel. Your heart beats, no matter how much pain you’re in. Everything will be okay, eventually. Give it all you’ve got, and live your life to the fullest. People would kill to be you, have what you have, someone always has it worse off than you, but that doesn’t mean your pain doesn’t count. And with that said this is my theory, maybe there isn't any such things as good friends or bad friends, maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you're hurt and help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they're always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for, maybe worth dying for too, if thats what has to be. No good friends, no bad friends, only people who you want and need to be with you, people who build their houses in your heart.
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