Friends
Friends...
I never want to go back to old me
Cuz the new me.
Knew I was a phony
It showed me, that if I stayed the same
I would have more homies
Now that im lonely
no one really knows me
Time flys like 0h three
and friends fade away like kobe
Meaning, no one wants a friend that grows slowly
But a friend that grows coldly
Numb, to every c...
Tuesday 10th April 2018 3:43 am
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