A while back, immediately prior to the last major relationship, whilst still in the persuing phase of the relationship, i got wind of a boyfriend abroad. when she reminded me of this fact (apparently she was just confirming that I knew about the boyfriend, rather than telling me to fuck off) i took it rather badly. That's when a consoling friend helped me out.
"Is this guy a friend of yours?"
"No. never met him."
"So he's prey."
"Huh?"
"Think about it this way. You've got three sets of people. You got predators. That's who gives you money. Don't fuck with predators, you're going too far up the food chain and you're going to get eaten. Then you have crew. Don't fuck with crew, they bail you out of the crap you get yourself into. Everybody else? They're prey."
Makes sense to me. Don't fuck around on people who are giving you money (boss' wife = big no no) and don't fuck around on crew (or at the very least make absolute sure that they NEVER FIND OUT). Everything else is fair game.
The world's too big and life is too short to worry if every single girl you ever want to date already has a boyfriend.
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