What kind of Friend are you?

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I sometimes think, if i vanish, which of my friends will notice?
I like my friends, don't get me wrong. But I have discovered that I'm the 'Pleaser'. You know? The one that's always making the effort, sending a random text to see how they are, the entertainer; keeping the laughing at my own expense. Always there to help out if needed... but none of this seems to be returned. Not that I mind too much, it's just taught me to take a step back and not go out of my way all the time. Think of No.1 first.

Ill note the other type of 'What kind of Friend are you' one by one.
But for now, that's all.

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