Ask me anything and I'll give you my bystander advice, thoughts or clearly logical answer.
Nothing is too personal except my name. Don't ask my name, or who I am. I mind. Maybe. Ask and see. If a fist comes through your screen then..... you know Chuck Norris is nearby.
And please, don't mind my bluntness
Me: I had to.
Her: It wasn't your place. Honestly, I feel bad. I feel like SHIT.
Me: I'm sorry.
Her: No, no. No. You're not. Cause when you're sorry, you'll do whatever it takes to mend it even if it means taking yourself out of the equation. To stop the hurt, to the stop the chaos, you step aside and let it be; because you feel bad. You; you just keep attacking it. Time will heal all wounds. But until then, everyone should just do what's best and stop being selfish.
Me: Friends catch friends when they fall.
Her: Not if they want to hit rock bottom. I'm stepping aside because I'm sorry; not because it's what he wants or needs. Cause on the real? Now that I know her story I could've been done helped him get her back even after all the shit he said. But he doesn't want help. He'll realize everything himself. Hitting the bottom always knocks some sense into you.
Me: You would help him?
Her: Of course. We might be Asshole and Bitch to each other, and might have used each other but a friend is a friend.
Me: I wouldn't after what he's said about you...
Her: He can think whatever he wants; I know the truth of the matter no matter what it is that he perceives it as. I'll be the scapegoat. I don't mind. He sees me as the 'bad guy'. Whatever.
Me: How's you and your BF?
Her: He's cute.... Too cute... I wanna taint him.
She's the worst of the worst, isn't she?