One Note
Do I even know what I'm doing?
It seems that I never make the right choice.
Starting a friendship...
and then getting stuck.
It's weird how your friend's friend
ends up becoming your friend.
And it's all because you say one thing to them.
It all goes from there.
I don't know, when you meet friends that way...
it doesn't totally seem like a real friendship.
Or maybe it is.
It's just a confusing one.
But I hope that it'll be a good friendship.
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