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Friends come and go no-one sticks around forever but fiends are a breed all of their own; will fake being a mate just to get what they need whatever the deed too lost to find their morals they fall off route, desensitised they lose all sight of what is right. The worst type of nuisance like a weed among roses adding their two cents talking nothing but nonsense you better think twice cause they’ll be planting their seeds branching out, acting ultra nice but keep in mind their interests will never benefit yours remember actions speak loud when words don’t suffice. Whatever the case the chances we get are like the roll of a dice you learn with time who is fake, and who is worth the sacrifice.