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  <title>Comments on 'The Truth About Platonic Relationships'</title>
  <subtitle>Brian closed his eyes, wishing he was on the couch next to Danielle, instead of where he was, on the recliner without her love. He could feel it building inside. The burning. The longing. Three years worth of repressed feelings. The melting pot was boiling over. He wouldn't be able to hold things together much longer. 

If he heard one more word, just one, he would not be able to control himself. 

&amp;quot;And-&amp;quot;

Something snapped. 

&amp;quot;Okay, you want some advice? Stop dating jerks. Stop being so caught up in seeing how hot a guy you can catch. Stop using me as your emotional crutch. I'm sick of picking up the pieces when they're done with you.&amp;quot;

&#8220;You think I can't see through you, Brian? You're only my friend because you think someday in a moment of weakness I might let you in my pants. Not going to happen. You're _my_ crutch? I use _you_? Whatever! You've been using me since the moment we met. And you know it!&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;I love you.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;I'm sorry. You're just not my type.&amp;quot;

And that's the truth about platonic relationships.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-20T04:17:39Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Truth About Platonic Relationships</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Wow. I feel that guys pain. It feels like someone stabbed me in the stomach and the jerk twisted it. My jaw dropped when I read the last line. That is very painful to read because it is true. Harshly written, but true. My former friend would bitch and whine at me as if we were dating, but it was platonic.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-20T04:17:39Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>J.B. Williams</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Truth About Platonic Relationships</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So freaking true&amp;#8230; I can never have guy friends. Oh wait, I did have &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; in college &amp;#8211; but he&amp;#8217;s my boyfriend now. :D&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/24437?basename=48538</id>
    <published>2008-03-14T23:26:54Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ana Cristina</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/asimon78</uri>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on The Truth About Platonic Relationships</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Wow! Very harsh, but very well written.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/24437?basename=48225</id>
    <published>2008-03-13T22:20:25Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Capital "W" Writer (LoA's Geekus Awesomeus)</name>
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