I used to have friends, or so I thought, until someone started saying bad things about me. The friends I had just listened to it and never warned me about what she was saying behind my back. I realized they were not really friends at all because a real friend would never allow someone else to make a fool of me. A real friend would have warned me that someone was degrading me and working on taking my man from me. How could anyone treat me so poorly when I was only good to them? I lost the friends and the man because he was a gullible fool. Not one of them was loyal to me and I would never do something so devious as to take another woman's man.
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