Friends are supposed to be happy that you’re happy. They’re supposed to listen to you gush about somebody who has you smitten, not point out their flaws and try to make them look like shit in front of you. They’re supposed to say that you look happier than you’ve looked in a long time and they love seeing you walk around with a smile on your face. They’re not supposed to make you run around in secret, ignore each other in public, and act like you hate each other just because they don’t think you’re good enough for him, or he’s not good enough for you.
Fuck you guys.