Tomorrow, you move across the world for a new job. Tonight, we’re having beer and hanging out one last time. During our reminiscing, you decide to drop a huge bomb on me – an L-bomb. Why the hell did you wait until
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After yet another break-up, you show up at my place, sad, needing a shoulder to cry on, looking to your best friend for comfort and cheering up. This is just what we do for each other. But the conversation takes a bit
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We’ve had a lot of sex since that first time weeks ago, and I can’t deny it, it’s getting pretty hot between us. Tonight we’re going to hit up a party, drink some beer, have a good time, and then come back
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You told me you had feelings for me, but I was already with someone else. He was the “perfect guy,” the good-on-paper guy, and I thought that’s who I should be with, so that’s the choice I made at the time. But
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