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Check this depressing little tale out. Over the past year I've made the closest female freind I have, I met her on my course, and shes wonderful. When we first started getting close, it seemed likely we'd either sleep with eachother or start going out. Then everything changed when my best freinds went to Australia for five monthes, I realised I didn't need a fuck-buddy or girlfreind relationship from her, I needed a close freind, because my man-friends had buggered off abroad. Also partly because our course was hotting up and we were applying to unis etc, it wasn't what we needed to focus on, so we were best freinds throughout this period, and it was just so perfect. However, on my friends return the dating question once again arose, and it did seem apparent that it was never going to happen, she had really stopped thinking of me in that way. Fine. However, what happened next was not: whilst I was on holiday in New York, she slept with one of my best freinds (one who went to Australia, ironically). So on my return I was told in one cold hard blow, not only had they pulled, which would have been shock enough, but they'd fucked when I was out of the picture. Shame how your total trust in people is proved wrong, isn't it.
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