This is a tale of hurt, in short. I can't really say I have a best friend. I'm always inbetween friends, or when I do have that special BFF, it's usually (historically speaking) a guy. Guys don't like hearing or comforting girls unless they love them, and this kind of love is more of a bromance between me and my buddy.
It's a difficult thing to realize, that you're on your own, and alone. And maybe I am refusing it, maybe I refuse the help from friends that have that potential to be my best friend or confidante...
But I wouldn't know, because when you're down, you realize who those true friends are; and all the "bffs" in the world wouldn't be able to beat that.
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