One thing I didn’t realize about the guys in my past is that I was never truly comfortable around them. I put them up on a pedestal of perfection and then spent the entirety of our relationship trying to impress them and convince them that I was good enough for them.

See, once I know that my guy friend has the hots for me, the times of us kickin’ it old school are no more. Our once-pure friendship, based off of a mutual search for the meaning of life and a good ass time, has mutated into “potential conquest” and I see that as the point of no return.