One of the only friendships I ever had was with a girl who was quite pretty.
She knew I liked her and made jokes about it, and we talked and laughed like normal friends.
Until one day she started telling me intimate things about herself, things she'd suffered through but never told anyone.
I felt special, and you're probably thinking, "This guy doesn't belong on this forum." Well no and I'll tell you why.
Like I said, I had a normal friendship with her, but I practically lived in the friendzone.
Then she moved far away, and the friendship fell apart.
She told me she'd moved because she liked her brother and had sex with him often, and one day her family found out, so much so that she had problems.
When she told me this, I was in shock, and I still told her it was okay, but I didn't want to talk to her; I was devastated.
Then she started going to parties and told me she kissed other guys and even had sex with men older than her.
After that, she didn't talk to me again, and neither did I.
Until one day, she sent me a Facebook request, which I rejected because, even though she was never my girlfriend, I felt like a cuckold.
She knew I liked her and made jokes about it, and we talked and laughed like normal friends.
Until one day she started telling me intimate things about herself, things she'd suffered through but never told anyone.
I felt special, and you're probably thinking, "This guy doesn't belong on this forum." Well no and I'll tell you why.
Like I said, I had a normal friendship with her, but I practically lived in the friendzone.
Then she moved far away, and the friendship fell apart.
She told me she'd moved because she liked her brother and had sex with him often, and one day her family found out, so much so that she had problems.
When she told me this, I was in shock, and I still told her it was okay, but I didn't want to talk to her; I was devastated.
Then she started going to parties and told me she kissed other guys and even had sex with men older than her.
After that, she didn't talk to me again, and neither did I.
Until one day, she sent me a Facebook request, which I rejected because, even though she was never my girlfriend, I felt like a cuckold.
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