3 weeks later, your friend is visiting from the army. He arrives on Tuesday. Leaves the following Monday. You know that he was sleeping with me. You know. Because I told you. It didn't phase you at all. Instead you high-five me and tell me that you'll be my back-up for when he's gone. I agree, but honestly I still just see you as a friend. There's no more chemistry towards you.
You go to Vegas with him. And somewhere along the lines you decide that you really care for me and that you miss me. EVEN THOUGH I JUST FUCKED YOUR FRIEND FOR A WEEK.
And now you want to ask me out when you get back from the Vegas trip.
And not only that, but you've told everyone of your intentions to do so.
So I have everyone asking me what I'm going to say. And I honestly don't know. I don't want to break you down because I'm still too nice of a fucking person to be able to tear people down. But I am still madly attracted to your friend.
I want to have more wild crazy times with him. It was amazing and unbelievable being with him.
And I just think about him. Not about you.
And I know that it's nothing that either of us can control.
But I was rejected and I got over it.
So what the FUCK changed your mind?! And what the fuck happened to your senorita that you were still talking about while I was sleeping with your friend?! What the fuck did your friend say to you? What was said on that damn car ride?!
I'm tearing myself apart right now. I have no idea what to do. I just wish that you'll change your mind and chicken out and not ask me.
This makes me such a bitch. But I don't want to deal with this right now.
And I'm really peeved about it.
What the fuck am I suppose to do...


