On being friends

I used to be one of those people that just had to be friends with all my exes. Partly so I could say obnoxious things like, "Well, we didn't work as a couple, but boy, are we great at being friends."

It's all bullshit, of course. Either I wanted them back and figured I'd just do the "friend" thing until they decided they couldn't live without me (Like that ever happened. Some decided they couldn't live without having sex with me, but I never got a declaration of love) or I was the one responsible for whatever excavated the relationship in the first place. If that was the case, then I wanted to be friends to alleviate my own guilt, but really what I did was make it worse for the other person, the one who got hurt in the first place. Then they would do the waiting around for me to declare my undying love.

Boy, was I an asshole.