Cheaters…
They honestly make me sick to my stomach, they really, really do! Its happened to me once before, luckily I was over the poor, sorry bastard by the time I found out but it still made me feel like a complete and utter idiot. How could I have been so blind, it still made me look back and try to figure out where I had missed it two years down the line. I still get a kick out of remembering how he cried about the fact that our relationship was over, I still get kick out of the fact that he thought that he wasnt good enough for me because ultimately at the end of the day that what the truest thing that ever came out of his mouth.
Right now I am sitting in a situation where a “friend”, not a good one but an acquaintance never the less, is cheating on his girlfriend. But not just with anyone, another girl who just so happens to be friends with one of my good friends. I had to sit in the bar the other day and watch while he kissed and cuddled his girlfriend while the girl he is fucking (what else can you call it) was sitting on the same couch just one person down. He tries to justify it with things like, he was drunk, they had broken up (they had, had a fight) and a whole manner of excuses that would never hold up if the truth ever had to reveal itself.
I tried to get one of his good friends to talk some sense into him, boy oh boy, did I land in a world of shit, none of the friends knew and all of a sudden I was the baddy, I was jealous, whatever. So finally all of his friends now know but no one has the balls to say anything. The truth was revealed to his friends six months ago and yet they still go to the bar and watch their friend lie and cheat on someone who he says he loves. That really makes me sick.
If I say something it has the potential to mess up a friendship of mine, if I say anything it will divide a lot of people. So I sit and I watch and I remember how I felt the day someone had the balls to tell me that the man I thought I loved was screwing someone else.
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