I never consider myself a saint, not the best kind of friend that everyone wishes either. I don’t make big sacrifices for friends and neither was I always there when they needed help. I would rather save it for my family. But when I do, it’s not credit and praise that I’m after.
More often than not, I prefer to make small sacrifices and help out in the most insignificant instances. I don’t wish for anyone to know. I just wanted to treat them as friends and be treated as one too.
It hurt so much to learn that my kindness has taken as a form of weakness.
More often than not, I prefer to make small sacrifices and help out in the most insignificant instances. I don’t wish for anyone to know. I just wanted to treat them as friends and be treated as one too.
It hurt so much to learn that my kindness has taken as a form of weakness.
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