Okay you know it's a bad sign when the one girl you like encourages you to talk to other women or find a Plan "B". Translation: "I may or may not feel the same way you do about me."
Subtle.
Ahh, the "friend zone", my dreaded nemesis... we meet again.
Great. Now I have to wear clean clothes, shower and shave daily and actually go out to places I hate, but I have no choice because that's where chicks like to gather. After that, I have to "play the game" and go through the legions of brain dead or otherwise uninteresting bimbos to find that one chick that has a brain, but then I find out that she has a husband/boyfriend or is harboring some deep emotional timebomb just waiting to blow up in the face of some unsuspecting shmuck (me).
Or maybe she's just a lezbo.
In any event, this is gonna be troublesome.
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