The words that I'm going to write can't really explain how angry and disgusted I am right now, but I'm going to try.
Let me take you back over a year and a half ago. I meet a hot girl at a new year's eve party, I like her a lot. I find out that she is bisexual and broke up with a couple (john and angela) to be with me. I'm a little freaked out for a long time, but eventually I get over it. We go out for a year and a half and it's great, but then she graduates and goes to grad school far away from me and we break up but we're still cool. I talked to her about a half hour earlier tonight, in fact.
So I go out to a bar tonight with someone who I think is one of my good friends, and we're having a pretty good time for a while. We see a bunch of different people who we know, we talk to them, etc. There is one particular girl, who her and her friend happen to know my ex-gf "somehow," who my "friend" is interested in, so after a while we go back and hang out with them some more. My "friend" is totally flirting and involved with the girl he likes and so he leaves me alone with her friend who's name I don't really remember. I talk to her a while we have stuff to talk about and she's cute, so I ask her what her name is and she says Angela. I think "hey that's weird, but I can't hold it against every girl named Angela that my ex's ex was named Angela." So I keep chatting her up, and my friend disappears for a while, and then comes back, I don't think much of it. A little while later I get a text message from my ex that says "Think Angela, as in John and Angela." That totally confuses me, and I send her a message back that's like "Why the fuck would I want to think about that." Then a few minutes after I send that, I start thinking, "Wait, what if this Angela is... No it couldn't be." Then my ex sends me another message that says "that's who you're talking to."
When I get that I completely start freaking out and my face turns white. My "friend" comes up to me and is like "dude are you ok?" I can't even speak, I'm so shocked, so I just show him the messages. And he says "You don't think I told her, do you?" And I say, "no I don't know what happened... I think I need to leave." And he's like "I'll call you tomorrow to see if you're ok."
So I leave and start walking home, and I call my ex to see how she knew what was going on 1000 miles away, and she says that my "friend" called her and told her what was going on.
So he knew the whole Goddamned time and didn't tell me and actually steered me towards her and left me alone to hang out with her. So I decide here's what I'm going to do: go back to the bar, get a drink, and if my "friend" comes up to talk to me, I'll slap him in the face, tell him he wasn't a man and the whole thing would be over with. But he saw me and didn't come up to me and fucking left with the girl he blew me off for.
So basically, he's dead to me right now, and the more I think about it, the more pissed off I get. Both girls and my "friend" knew what the situation was, and nobody fucking told me.
Basically, if you've read this whole entry, you're a better friend than a bunch of other people were to me tonight.
Let me take you back over a year and a half ago. I meet a hot girl at a new year's eve party, I like her a lot. I find out that she is bisexual and broke up with a couple (john and angela) to be with me. I'm a little freaked out for a long time, but eventually I get over it. We go out for a year and a half and it's great, but then she graduates and goes to grad school far away from me and we break up but we're still cool. I talked to her about a half hour earlier tonight, in fact.
So I go out to a bar tonight with someone who I think is one of my good friends, and we're having a pretty good time for a while. We see a bunch of different people who we know, we talk to them, etc. There is one particular girl, who her and her friend happen to know my ex-gf "somehow," who my "friend" is interested in, so after a while we go back and hang out with them some more. My "friend" is totally flirting and involved with the girl he likes and so he leaves me alone with her friend who's name I don't really remember. I talk to her a while we have stuff to talk about and she's cute, so I ask her what her name is and she says Angela. I think "hey that's weird, but I can't hold it against every girl named Angela that my ex's ex was named Angela." So I keep chatting her up, and my friend disappears for a while, and then comes back, I don't think much of it. A little while later I get a text message from my ex that says "Think Angela, as in John and Angela." That totally confuses me, and I send her a message back that's like "Why the fuck would I want to think about that." Then a few minutes after I send that, I start thinking, "Wait, what if this Angela is... No it couldn't be." Then my ex sends me another message that says "that's who you're talking to."
When I get that I completely start freaking out and my face turns white. My "friend" comes up to me and is like "dude are you ok?" I can't even speak, I'm so shocked, so I just show him the messages. And he says "You don't think I told her, do you?" And I say, "no I don't know what happened... I think I need to leave." And he's like "I'll call you tomorrow to see if you're ok."
So I leave and start walking home, and I call my ex to see how she knew what was going on 1000 miles away, and she says that my "friend" called her and told her what was going on.
So he knew the whole Goddamned time and didn't tell me and actually steered me towards her and left me alone to hang out with her. So I decide here's what I'm going to do: go back to the bar, get a drink, and if my "friend" comes up to talk to me, I'll slap him in the face, tell him he wasn't a man and the whole thing would be over with. But he saw me and didn't come up to me and fucking left with the girl he blew me off for.
So basically, he's dead to me right now, and the more I think about it, the more pissed off I get. Both girls and my "friend" knew what the situation was, and nobody fucking told me.
Basically, if you've read this whole entry, you're a better friend than a bunch of other people were to me tonight.
See I just get drunk and show my titties....much less drama that way.