When my friends heard news of this, diminishing 'relationship', they told me that he was a jerk. He never called me, like a friend would or their uni friends would. They had cottoned on to the idea that he was pretty much had used me to get over his ex, or the lack of physicaly intimacy he could have with her. Instead of listening and being the idiot I was, I had defended him with pathetic arguements of 'no, he's not like that...' etc.. Lame huh?
Well, I got pretty distraught. Plus, on holidays overseas, they knew that they'd see each other. And I tried to get over it. I got used. I suppose the consolation was that it was enjoyable. I don't know.
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