Ugh. In high school I met a boy and dated him for about a month and a half before "letting him go" so I could make moves on his best friend and bandmate. Then I went behind the new boy and made out with the original one all summer long. It all came out and I broke both their hearts.
Then in college I did it again, to the original boy - we were making out and spending lots of drug time together, and I went for his roommate. He lost his shit, married and annulled a townie, and moved to Japan. I can't believe to this day how much advantage I took over that poor kid. Sorry, Andrew.
