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The red light finally came on, and we’ve been chatting all night. All was fine up until the point his word stung and cut through my guts “you’re friend with a hint of benefits” 

Ouch. I know exactly where I stand In this fucked up scenario we have going on, but reading it from him was painful. We’ve only kissed, and he writes he didn’t suggest this is what he wants or thinks of me, however there are elements in this sentence that has my guts in knots.