what kind of friends are these

so, i’m beginning to think that i have no friends. i mean when ever i talk to them about my leaving, or anything good in my life, the act as if i killed there cat. now i feel like shit and i have no one to talk to. i have rocky, but he rarely come over, and then only when i ask him too. it’s like all my so-called-friends are big time haters. but, why would anyone hate on me. i don’t have anything except these hands and this brain. what is there to hate. why put evil into the mind of other people, and why dislike someone for getting their life into gear?


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