If either of those mentioned in this read this, you can tell me to take it off. I really wanted to get this out.
We haven't lost our honor. Men have this unspoken pact amongst all other men: The Brocode. It includes a number of rules, mostly dealing with women. But above all, it teaches the lesson: Bros before hos. Let me clarify that "ho" does not necessarily refer to a prostitute, but rather any sort of woman.
For the past few months, I've felt deep emotion for this particular girl. One of my friends asked her to Winter Formal and at the time, I didn't mind. In order to avoid a terrible situation, I talked to him about it and that was it. This established a basis of trust on the fact that the Brocode usually ordains the person feeling the greater emotion to have her (ok I don't want to objectify women, but there's no grammatically correct way of explaining that otherwise).
Yesterday was Winter Formal. The details are pretty clear. Those two are together. I talked to that same friend afterwards. The truth is: I feel like shit right now. I've barely slept and I just want to cry or something, but the only motion I can squeeze out of my body is from typing these words. At the same time, I'm not angry. I still love her, though I can probably never be with her now.
But I still love my friend. It's true; he violated our mantrust. But bros before hos. It's not like we're not friends. He had the balls to come talk to me about it. He has quite a deal of honor himself. Yes, I feel pain. But I haven't been hurt. Or at least I like to think so. Hurt is just a matter of responsibility for that pain. Well, I guess it's back to AP Bio for me...
2 comments:
eso no es en español es en ingles y puedo leerlo.
seriously if you want to talk to someone, i'm your friend, try me.
We'll talk tomorrow. There are things to say.
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