It's so nice we can still have a laugh, without being friends. So nice that we can talk, without being friends. There have been so many times where I missed being your friend, but I don't actually miss that anymore. We've both got our own-very different-lives to live, and although I miss our friendship, I don't at the same time; it was toxic, based around alcohol, and lust got in the way.

I wish you well with every inch of your life, but this time, it really is goodbye!

Take care, always

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