Really? I don’t remember a time like that. All I remember is that you weren’t part of my life, and then you were. And as soon as you were part of my life, you were in my pants. I don’t remember a time when we “laughed and hung out.” I remember times where we would be at the same place at the same time, and you always gave an awkward hi, an uncertain stare. But as soon as everybody left? You were like a different person. So, no, I cannot go back to a time when we were actually friends, because it didn’t exist. And now you “love” her because she gave up to you what I wouldn’t. It’s like your some sort of monster, preying on girls. And see where it got her? It lost her something special at a very young age, and it got her someone she can call a friend. Not even a “boyfriend”. But I hope it was worth it, because you know what? She is a shitty friend and you are a shitty lover. You both deserve each other.
