They are deceitful, malicious, loathsome and irritating, but some how we have tendencies to fall for their sweet talk every time.
As a girl that knows how to think like a guy, I can usually pinpoint exactly what a guy wants from a “relationship.”
Between the time you meet someone and the next time you hang out with them, you’ve already imagined the cute Instagram pictures you’re going to post of the two of you, how you’ll win his family over upon meeting them, and how jealous your ex will be.
Hooking up is part and parcel of what traveling is. It’s love. But in a very temporary, carelessly, romantically engineered way. New bonds are created, new cultures are encountered, and new accents are adored.
There was always a little bit of sexual tension there, just because we were such good friends and with each other every weekend. Finally I put the idea out there that we should just try hooking up. Damn I was wrong.
I refused to stay the night and called myself a cab, despite his requests for me to stay. There was something about this person that I liked.
If a man wants to be with you, he will do whatever it takes to have you. There are reasons you’ve remained a hookup and not his girlfriend.
We now live in a world that disregards cheesy romance lines and proliferates magical dating apps, like Tinder, which connect just as many private parts as hearts.
Real sexual encounters inspired by real, instantaneous connections between complete strangers.
You didn’t save us from spinsterhood, you didn’t white knight us. You asked us out and we said yes. Moving right along.