At 4:51 A.M., I discover/realize:
-I am not a fan of cold puke.
-Secrets don't make friends.
-Friends make secrets.
-My friends spill my secrets.
-My friends keep secrets from me.
-My friendships revolve around trust.
-My friends revolve around convenience.
-I will intentionally be inconvenient.
-I no longer trust these friends.
-These friends have betrayed me.
-These friends have betrayed other friends.
-These friends are more selfish than myself.
-I've been betrayed too many times.
-I've only been betrayed by these friends.
-Betrayal is a serious moral offense.
-Betrayal is an art these friends have perfected.
-Betrayal is a way of life for these friends.
-Without me, these friends will betray each other.
-It doesn't bother me.
-They deserve it.
-These friends deserve each other.
-These friends are traitors.
-These traitors are no longer my friends.
One day these traitors might discover/realize:
-I am no traitor.
-I don't betray my friends.
-These traitors fucked up.
-...too many times.
-These traitors lost a good friend that is me.