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serious thoughts
She likes horror movies. I don't.
She has real hardships. I'm just a prissy pampered whiner.
There are so many reasons why she's better than I am. But I'm the one wearing your ring, right? So why are you always over at her place? Yeah, I know there's nothing going on, I know you better than that. It's just that there's always something she needs.... a babysitter when there's no one to watch her kids, or someone to drive when her van breaks down (which it seems to do a lot of), or someone she can flirt with to drive her soon-to-be-ex-husband crazy >.> I'm pretty damn jealous that she seems to get most of your time. I'm more than a little saddened by it, too. But how do I even begin to explain it in a way that doesn't make me seem like a selfish bitch? She's a friend in need who you're helping out. But I really despise her sometimes.
