The sin that doesn't count

I thought after I graduated it wouldn't hurt anymore.

I thought that high school pressured you into having friends and that after it was over I wouldn't feel bad about not having any anymore. 

But I was wrong. 

It hurts just as bad. 

Making a group message with everyone in the old one except me

Telling me you'll come over in the morning but never showing up. 

I wonder if God cares about bad friends. 

I wonder if he looks at teenage girls who broke their friends hearts and judges them.

Or if he doesn't care. 

Just like everyone else. 

Or if he doesn't count it. 

Because they never considered themselves my friends in the first place.