Here's the thing.

If this were any other than one of the three guys that 'belong' to her?

We would be having girl time,
and giggling,
and having heart-to-hearts about what I can/should/will do.

But because it's this guy.

We aren't.

And I miss that input.

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Talk about your soul searching.

Either way I decide this?

It fucks with the group.

If I tell anyone else?

Fucks with the group.

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So other than the whole decision in itself, which is currently tabled pending more information,

I have to decide whether or not I care about the group.

Or, if it could use some fucking with.

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It's weird to me that whilst I am with Fri, I have no problems reliving parts of the weekend, or moments/comments.

But when I am with The Three...

I just want them to know.

Except I really. REALLY. don't want them too.