*slow clap for Addi*

Probably the one area I lack any form of sympathy is relationships. I have little to no patience with couples, especially if I don't know or dislike either of the people in the relationship. (That isn't to say I hate every couple. Personally I ship Maddie and Spencer with a weird passion.) And when they inevitably break up and come crying to me, I'm terrible. Oh, I'll do what I can to comfort, of course, but after, a day or two, I expect them to be over it.

Which they're usually not. >_>

And then I seem hateful and probably jealous, but I'm /not/. I'm... inexperienced. It's bloody hard to give breakup comfort if you've never been through a break up.

I'm one of the very few people who are well into their teenage years and have never dated. Not once.

For the record, that is because I have almost impossibly high standards.

Almost.

*cough*

And books are no help either, in this case. Name one book that realistically went through a breakup. Please. I don't know what to do.

Being a best friend in highschool is hard sometimes.