Okay, so. This is a woman thread. Let me start it with this delightfully long text conversation I had earlier today:

Her: Hi.
Me: Hey.
Her: What are you doing?
Me: Just hooking up the gamecube. (Yeah, we're both nerds. She's the pretty kind though. More than I can say for myself) You?
Her: Nothing, watching TV?
Me: Whatcha watching?
Her: Starstruck on Disney. Wish I wasn't alone.
Me: Why?
Her: I think too much when I'm alone.
Me: What's wrong with thinking too much?
Her: It makes me sad.
Me: If when you think too much you get sad, you need to start fixing some stuff.
Her: You can't really fix it.
Me: Well, what is it you're thinking so much about?
Her: You don't want to know. :/ It'll either weird you out or piss you off.
Me: Okay, then don't tell me. (I assumed she was talking about fucking her boyfriend which makes me mad. I sorta like her. Will be elaborated upon.)
Her: Well, I'll tell you if you guess.
Me: Why would I tell you something if it'll piss me off?
Her: Just guess.
Me: Does it have something to do with Jeremy? (her lover and my good friend)
Her: A little.
Me: Okay, then I don't want to know.
Her: Well, tell me what you think and I'll tell you if that's it.
Me: I don't want to know. Even if you told me different I wouldn't believe you.
Her: Do you think I lost my virginity, cause I didn't?
Me: Yeah, that's what I guessed.
Her: That'd piss you off?
Me: I don't like people doing stupid things. (Lame thing to say. Especially considering my sex history.)
Her: No, that's not it. It has to do with you.
Me: Okay, then just tell me.
Her: I thought it was obvious.
Me: Apparently not, I'm stupid.
Her: Nevermind, it's not important.
Me: No, tell me. (By now I know what it is. It's pretty obvious right?)
Her: It's seriously not important.
Me: What if I told you I KNEW it was important?
Her: Then you'd have to know what I meant. (Heh, slow)
Me: I might. It's pretty important.
Her: Well, then what?
Me: I have no idea. It's a lame situation.
Her: Well, then if it's lame it's not important.
Me: I meant, that there's no real way to fix it.
Her: To fix what?
Me: Whatever it is you want, or you could just leave it. That works too.
Her: Do you know what I want?
Me: No.
Her: Then how do you know it's lame.
Me: Lame situation. Not lame reactions.
Her: Sorry, what?
Me: Nevermind, Sarah. Forget it. Dancing around shit is annoying.
Her: Fine, it's about me and you.
Me: Oh, well I don't think it matters much because there's nothing we can do about it. I don't even know if you want to. You shouldn't want to.
Her: Why shouldn I? And do you? if we are talking about the same thing.
Me: Because that's kinda messed up towards him.
Her: I know. I'm just confused. I guess I'm just curious. I don't want to hurt him.
Me: You should know if you want to be with him. How you feel about me shouldn't be what you use to decide.
Her: But if I really loved him why would I feel this way about someone else?

I don't know what to say next... Help me. How do I work this out? My good friend's girlfriend. She's amazing. I don't know what to do. Shit.