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We was talking last night on wanting to Meet.
He called me babe after I called him baby.

We hangout a lot before He had his girlfriend. We use to be coworkers he took care of me when I was sick. And he made sure I had a safe place to stay.
Once he had his girlfriend ya there were times we couldn't talk at all or she would get jealous mainly cuz I'm skinny then her. But he knew her longer then me. ..

( He said that they do nothing together at all not even sex cuddles or anything.. but yet they with each other.

She used him n drugged him and everything)


He even stood up for our friendship when she was talking shit about me. And telling him he gotta stay away from me.

Sooo.. I'm just wondering.
a lot

But does he like me or am I just his friends with benefits

Because he wants to cuddle Kiss and make love he wants to feel wanted.

I AM DONE. So her and I met up yesterday because it was our day off. She had sympathy for the death of my grandparents. So we went to the movies because she wanted to cheer me up and not sulk and mope all day and it won't do any good.
After the move and lunch we went to the ice cream place and she looked at me. She got frustrated and scolded, “Why do you still look moody? Is this what your grandpa would have wanted? To be sad all the time and cry? I am trying VERY VERY VERY hard to cheer you up and you don’t seem to appreciate! Look people die. We’re not going to be around forever. We’re NOT! At least show some appreciation and buck up. BUCK THE HELL UP!!!” And she shoved me and stormed off to the bathroom.”
I was shocked and everyone say the whole thing and looked at me. I just put my head down. Then I got so angry and when she came outside when she saw me with my things I scolded what the hell is her problem and screaming at me when I just lost my grandpa last week was uncalled for and very insensitive. Then she yelled, “Okay? What did you expect me to say? It’s the truth which you are too immature to handle. That I’m sorry for your loss? People die so there’s no use of crying! He’s dead he was old! He isn’t coming back GET OVER IT ALREADY!! And shoved me.
I went off on her, “That does it! I have had it with you!!! I’ve had a lot of insensitive people in some of my family and I don’t need this shit from you! You’re supposed to be my friend but I guess you don’t know how a damn thing about being one and empathy! Next time you see me, don’t look at me, you see my number, don’t call me, lastly don’t even come near me because this friendship is OVER! I AM DONE!” I grabbed my things, purposely numbed into her and left just in time for my Uber life to take me home.
I don’t know what she did after but I didn’t care.