It hurts being the third friend. I know i should be grateful that i even have friends, but i'm never the first choice. they're so much closer to each other. they call all the time, i'm only asked to join when the other is busy or tired. I ask to call and they say yes, only to leave after an hour, but when they call, they call for 5+ hours. I'm jealous. I wan't friends to laugh with and to play games with. i want inside jokes and i want to make memories with someone who can share them with me so we can talk about them and look back at them in the future. I wan't to leave the group and have them cry and beg me to stay, but they won't. they'll move on. so i stay.