They aren’t your friend. Because friends wouldn’t fuck with how you feel taking complete advantage of it. Friends wouldn’t lead you on like they have. And friends sure as hell don’t wake up in bed next to each other saying it meant nothing.
Do you still dream of working for that company on the East Coast? Have you made amends with your mother yet? Do you still watch those infuriatingly pretentious films and play shitty covers of depressing songs that used to make me cry?