God what a youth ruiner this shit was. You couldn't talk to a guy while smiling without dealing with the consequences for weeks. They don't care about the "subtle" hints.
When it gets to the point of no return where the direct rejection has to happen, he tells his friends "I was friendzoned". Fucking what? Yeah dude, you're the victim of me. A++. I had to read your cringy shit and get so creative with excuses that I have to keep up with two different stories and lives.
"Why don't you just be honest with him?" Yeah that don't work. It just leads to watching a man get so pathetic and low in front of me, it makes me question my sexuality.
Friendzone is an excuse for guys so they can direct the blame to girls instead of themselves. It made me dread high school classes. I can feel his breathing over my shoulder despite him being across the classroom. I just know he's going to try to talk to me when we're walking to the hallway.
I'm married and that part of my life is past me though tonight I witnessed a poor young girl dealing with the same thing at the table next to us. She was trying to relate to a guy she was eye fucking but another guy stayed in the middle of the conversation and ruined the vibe. The look of defeat in her eyes hurt my soul. He couldn't stop trying.
Why must you hurt her?
- Haha yeah
- Cool
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When it gets to the point of no return where the direct rejection has to happen, he tells his friends "I was friendzoned". Fucking what? Yeah dude, you're the victim of me. A++. I had to read your cringy shit and get so creative with excuses that I have to keep up with two different stories and lives.
"Why don't you just be honest with him?" Yeah that don't work. It just leads to watching a man get so pathetic and low in front of me, it makes me question my sexuality.
Friendzone is an excuse for guys so they can direct the blame to girls instead of themselves. It made me dread high school classes. I can feel his breathing over my shoulder despite him being across the classroom. I just know he's going to try to talk to me when we're walking to the hallway.
I'm married and that part of my life is past me though tonight I witnessed a poor young girl dealing with the same thing at the table next to us. She was trying to relate to a guy she was eye fucking but another guy stayed in the middle of the conversation and ruined the vibe. The look of defeat in her eyes hurt my soul. He couldn't stop trying.
Why must you hurt her?