dailey baileys.

time has a way of making bad things better, and good things bad.


i never figured a way to classify my friends as good or bad.
only close, or not so close.

besides, those who r bad would probably wont remain friends for too long right?
its my duty not to be friends with them.

friends who take you for granted, and treat you frivolously are the sort who should be left alone.
let your magnanimity extend itself and give them a chance, but once its expired, let it be like a burnt wick whose candle had forsaken him.

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