Talking about "friends"....

Clearly, for me recently it's just a word. I thought... no. I hoped I had some. I realized their number is less than ever... The true of them is one or two... The others? I don't know why they were around me... Meaningless. Talking shit behind my back. Making my life a mess. They don't understand and they DO NOT WANT TO understand. Despite I was there for them when they had problems. But who cares? I'm just a lil' chick. Easy to use, easy to hurt. Here is the situation: Their life sucks?! Lets ruin others' life. How you dare to be happy since they're not?!
For me it's time not to care about them. I like the ones who stayed, and the others... I have nothing to say.