Want to up your dating game? Make a PowerPoint.
You never send the first text. You never invite people over to your house. You’re so worried about rejection that you keep yourself in a bubble.
“‘Your brother is better in bed.’ She’d been cheating on me. Yes, with him.”
I’m the type of person that gets talked over during conversations. The type of person that ends up walking on the grass or behind the rest of my friends, because there’s not enough room on the sidewalk for all of us.
Remember when we used to be the innocent ones and our parents tried determinedly to shield us from moral corruption? Oh, how the tables have turned.
Who said there’s a ‘Guidebook’ to what being an Adult should look like? That by the time we reach a certain age we should have everything figured out with a car (I still don’t have my license) or a deposit on a house with your childhood sweetheart you’re about to marry?
“It’s like having a parasite that sucks blood from your brain, causing you to make really bad decisions.”
Why do the dirty work of breaking up if you can make your significant other do it for you?
Before I continue, I feel obligated to include a disclaimer: this is not a recounting of a life-changing event.