There is no one and a half option? I wasted half my life in a one-sided relationship, which consisted of me getting my heart stomped on by one fucking asshole "player", only to have my family say "awww you broke his heart."
I broke his heart? when did that fucking happen was I in a coma? and afterwards he has the nerve to say we are friends? we aren't friends, I don't make friends with jerks who still live off their parents like parasites and impregnate their girlfriends after two months of knowing eachother...
I broke his heart? when did that fucking happen was I in a coma? and afterwards he has the nerve to say we are friends? we aren't friends, I don't make friends with jerks who still live off their parents like parasites and impregnate their girlfriends after two months of knowing eachother...