If you tell me you're my friend who's more like a slut for company. Then no I don't need you. After all when I'm gone you'll just scavenge for someone else. My existence mean nothing to you. And neither do all those whom you seem to be close with. Well I don't blame you. After all, it's all in your subconscious. You probably don't even know that I am saying about you.

PS. Sounds like me.