cellphone // p.j.m.

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but the thing sucked was...he never really saw me as a girl. in his eyes, i was just another one of his buddies, too close to ever be thought about romantically. so that's what i was. i was basically his wingman.

for the past 9 years, it's always been the same. girls come up to him, they date, i get neglected, they break up, he runs back to me, and i comfort him. around and around it goes... never changing.

but at least i was always there for him...