1. My best friend and my ex are dating
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3. ❤️  Link №1: https://bit.ly/2SxxfhB
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79. Life was better than good, it was great. I know because this happened to me. He told her that he did not like me and that I should move on like he did.
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81. You don't want them back, but you don't want to keep being reminded of what could have been. Then a couple weeks after we broke up and they started dating my ex said haha look we are so in love and I hate her me and then they kissed right jn front of me so I really don't think I should be her friend and yellowchalk well it kinda depends... The bottom line: she was not your friend.
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83. My ex is dating my friend - It hurt so bad to leave.
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85. When I used to think of best friends, I would think of someone who knew your order at McDonald's without having to ask and got you fries even when you said you didn't want anything because you share the idea that food is life. I would think of someone who has an arsenal of embarrassing pictures and saved Snapchats to release to the w orld on your birthday, and knows exactly what it takes for you to get over that piece of sh it ex of yours. They would know your celebrity husband because you're both delusional, and be able to recite the exact shade and brand of your favorite lipstick like they did the Pledge of Allegiance in 3rd grade. But what I don't think about when I think of best friends is someone who dates the man-child who took advantage of almost all the insecurities you had, thinking studying abroad in the beautiful Bologna, Italy for 4 months would heal, behind your back. Well that about sums up the current relationship I have with my best and very first friend upon my arrival at college. After studying abroad, I expected a lot of things to change upon my return and a lot of my relationships with people to do the same. But what I didn't expect from a hug and conversation with one of my truest friends was for it to go from one of excitement to anger and annoyance so quickly. At first, I thought it was me that I had somehow in the span of five minutes done something to royally piss him off. But with a simple sentence that felt like a slap in the face later, I realized that look and that tone were ones of sympathy and shared heartache for me and anger towards the girl I called my best friend. While I was getting closer to coming home, she kept telling me that a lot of things around campus had changed. Being what seemed a world away to me and having been caught up in my own love bubble, I didn't think anything of what she said other than that she was happy which made me happy for her. I kept backpacking the world having crazy European sex with the man who struck my fancy my last two months abroad. Life was better than good, it was great. Stepping on American soil and turning my phone off of airplane mode for the first time in four months, reality sunk in and the messages began to flood my phone asking me about this and that, whether I was coming to the senior party or not, have I talked to my supposed best friend or not lately. Being back on campus was like stepping into the Twilight Zone. People I didn't know were hugging me and asking me about my trip. My sorority Big sister filled me in on all the juicy drama that happened around our small campus while I was gone with help from my former roommates. Everything seemed like a normal day in the neighborhood, until I got a call from a friend who wouldn't lie to me or shield my feelings from the truth, even if he knew how, asking to meet up before he headed home for the summer. This was the conversation I mentioned earlier, and the moment my best friend went from that to the status of an overly informed stranger. Right after that, my phone rings and it's her asking me to come to her room before heading to the party. I was in disbelief and hurt, but I tried to stay calm and give her the benefit of the doubt because over these four months she must have forgotten that I'm crazy. He's really excited to see you. I choose peace but , say... Don't walk up on me wrong.. This Tea and Incense can turn into Colt 45 and Newports if NEED be.. Based on my field notes, this was what they were training me for. But the person who won was the person I became in Italy. I hugged her probably for the last time in my life as I walked out of her dorm room with my jungle juice in one hand and pride in the other. If you're happy, I'm happy, but you are sadly mistaken if you think I'm going to pick up the pieces without a lot of side eye and pursed lips. I'll either be there for you because being heartbroken sucks or I'll be there cheering the loudest for you at your wedding, but don't ever expect things to be the same, especially when it comes to trust. My momma raised a lady on kindness and forgiveness, and my true friends made sure I never looked like a fool. Dear BFF's future hubby, First of all, congratulations. You've caught one of the sweetest, most beautiful fish in the sea. But I don't need to tell you this. You already know she's a dime plus ninety-nine. Wifing her up is definitely the best decision you've ever made. Our girl yes, she's mine too is one of a kind. She's strong, smart and unbelievably caring. Her standards are pretty darn high, so you must be quite the man. If I had to guess, I'd say you're very tall and very handsome. You probably also dress extremely well and drive a nice car. Most importantly, though, I'm sure you're an awesome person who treats my best friend like the princess she is. Now that you two have tied the knot, there are a few things we should get straight. You married me too. Sorry to break it to you, but her and I are a package deal. Lucky for you, I rock so this is no biggie. You can expect daily phone calls and multiple visits throughout the week. Some of these visits may result in sleepovers, and some of these sleepovers may be in your bed. You'll learn to love me almost as much as you love her. This is not a valid email, please try again. I'll be your go-to girl. If you ever need advice or anything of the sort, I got you. I know this girl better than 99% of people so I'll be your main source of info until you reach my level of expertise. It's likely that I played a big part in planning out your engagement so you probably already know how good I am at this kind of stuff. If she's ever upset, call me up and I'll I'll tell you how screwed up and give and how to fix it. If you want to know how to surprise her, I'm your gal. Of course, all of this will be our little secret. You can take full credit for any of the ideas I give you. If you hurt her, I'll cut your you-know-what off. I know you won't, but this is something I'm kind of required to say. I'm so glad she met you. This is the most important thing I want you to know. I can only imagine how incredibly happy you make my best friend. She doesn't fall in love with just anybody, so I know you're special. I can finally stop pretending to be her lesbian girlfriend when creepy guys hit on her at the bar. Thank you for proving me right all of those times I promised her there was a guy out there worth marrying. So here's the thing: I love straight people as much as the next guy. But being gay and trying to date straight girls is the hardest thing ever. Now, by straight, I don't mean someone who isn't homosexual. The girls that have romantic relationships with women but don't want to be seen in public on a date. The girls who can't stomach planning a future with a woman, despite any daydreams of a happily ever after with her by their side. The girls who can't even come out to themselves. Unfortunately, I feel like these kinds of straight girls are just so hard to stay away from. This is not a valid email, please try again. But the process is always the same: I meet a girl who says she's questioning her sexuality, we hit it off and I promise to help her adjust, then the relationship ends all too quickly, and always for that very reason. My emotions get all jacked-up, then almost instantly let down. For me, this means that I feel like I'm on a constant track towards disappointment, even though I know what I'm getting into in the beginning and that it probably won't work out. I think that, as a community, we can sympathize, and sometimes empathize, with the feeling of being torn between the painstaking awareness of who you are and devil on your shoulder telling you its wrong. But the problem is that this internal struggle is all too familiar to a lot of the community, and it doesn't seem to be getting any easier, either. Even with all of the Pride celebrations, national acknowledgment of the struggle that queer people have experienced for decades, and representation in the media, internalized homophobia still runs rampant. In fact, my most painful experiences with homophobia haven't been from homophobes, but within the very community where I found my tribe. So many friendships and relationships have been torn apart because one party feels too much pressure from our homophobic society that they squash it down themselves before the external pressures have the chance to. Maybe that's why the LGBT+ flag is a rainbow, symbolic of breaking free from the darkness. But one of the hardest things to accept as a gay person after coming out is that even if you kick your own internal homophobia out the door, you have the hardships of the rest of the community to deal with, too. It is a truly exhausting uphill battle; abandoning your pain only to have it replaced by that of millions of others. Or even the pain of that one special girl who hates herself for loving you.
86. No matter what his answer is, it's going to make things weird. So don't seek out comparisons, and if your dude brings up the topic, tell him you're not interested in hearing it. Responsible Gurl, pretty please. James told me also that he liked me before and that he told Mary while they were dating that he did. Sorry to break it to you, but her and I are a package deal. Focus on your own life. So what do we do. You prime to your best friend about it all the time. The girls who can't even come out to themselves. Some of these visits may result in sleepovers, and some of these sleepovers may be in your bed. No one forgets that they are dating.
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