We went for a movie and though it was already midnight, we didn’t feel like leaving each other’s company.
I thought that I loved the first boy. Wasn’t everyone supposed to fall in love with the first person they dated?
“We were together. I forget the rest.”
Everyone makes stupid relationship choices when they’re becoming an adult.
While every relationship needs some common ground to stand on, I urge you to abandon your preconceived notions of what your partner should be like and take my advice, date your opposite.
“You’re too smart.” I’ve heard that phrase from potential suitors (and general people I meet) too often. Too smart for what? Too smart in relation to whom? Too smart for you, perhaps? I am mediocre at best on the scale of intelligence.
Of course you told him that sex didn’t change your friendship and that you are totally ok with being fuck buddies, because you are that cool.
As much as I do love daydreaming and mindlessly pinning away the details of my dream wedding on Pinterest, there is this notion out there that always leaves me wanting…why does the perfect love story require finding your other half? Why does a person have to complete you?
Let’s face it: the term “introvert” often comes along with a negative connotation. Many people might imagine an introvert to be hunched in the corner of a crowded room, shuddering with social anxiety and scribbling stanzas in their Moleskin.
His almost shoulder length hair that is usually tucked back into a straw cowboy hat frames our first kiss and tickles my cheek, his calloused finger tips, worn from hours of guitar playing, are grazing my neck as he wraps his hands up in my perfectly messy waves.