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In your entire post, I fail to see any mention of why this girl is worth going for, while doing something nasty to your supposed friend. Do you like her or do you just want to fuck her? Sounds like the latter to me.
I look at it like this: this girl, who may be way hot, I don't know, is with this lame-ass (according to your description or view of him) friend of yours. So she's not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed right? And if she is really giving you the 'fuck me' eyes, then she's also willing to cheat on the guy she's with. Why do you want to get with someone who has such poor judgement and lack of character? Ok ok, hormones.
Well, if you think fucking her is worth falling out with your friend and the ensuing drama, or even just taking the chance and being rejected by her causing drama also, then go for it. Worst that can happen is one of the following, in order of likeliness IMO:
your friend tells you to fuck off and never speaks to you again, and you get to fuck her;
your friend tells you to fuck off and you fuck her, and later on when she's done with you, you and your friend are pals again;
the girl tells you to fuck off and tells your friend and he also tells you to fuck off, later when she's gone you might be pals again;
I don't know, with the billions of people in the world, you have to go for the easy lay and fuck your friend's girl? I would pass.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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