Then she and I went out yesterday and we were just having a great time. I said something funny and flashed a smile good enough to drop most girl's panties and she looked down and said I hate my life. I was like, what? She blushed and said she hadn't meant to said it out loud. It was like I could read what was going through her mind. She likes me, but just couldn't break up with the guy she was with because she felt so bad about doing it.