Are There Perfect Friendships? Or Am I Just Being Too Sensitive?

Oxygen is free, just like how making friends is too.

Yet, the air can grow foul.

It bothers me because it has been a thorn etched into my body for a long time now and I truly wonder when I may just rip it off, go berserk and lash out at these friends.

Comparatively, I’ve friends who I truly look up to and feel completely at peace when I am with them.

Yet, at the same time, should I nitpick and be bothered by every subtle elements of toxicity, I may just be isolating myself and casting aside the actual good in these friends, because as said, they’re ultimately harmless.

Nobody is perfect after all.

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