It’s simple: texting gets rid of all obvious social cues that come with verbally telling a lie. We can’t get caught because we have the time to perfectly construct a legitimate excuse and no one can call us out for stuttering or quickly changing the story under pressure.
Back stiffened by intrigue and fright, 24-year-old Maggie glances from computer to bedroom door. It’s 7am, and her boyfriend Nigel could emerge at any minute to find her seated at his desk, staring at his laptop.
Dating isn’t cool anymore. Talking about your relationship isn’t cool anymore. Girls try so hard to be the “casual” girl just so the guy will like us, when really we shouldn’t let ourselves stoop to that level.
Take a sip if the girl is super klutzy but everyone finds it adorable. Two sips whenever she pours coffee on herself.
All jokes and cynicism aside, my generation is swarmed by social media expectations daily. These expectations, though they are ridiculous, have taken over a holiday that used to celebrate love, and replaced it with a holiday that expects some sort of reward/gift for showing love.
Snapchat? Instagram? You have been constantly asked why you don’t have one.
We don’t see the point in doing it the hard way, if there is an easier way. That doesn’t make us lazy. It makes us forward thinkers.
My friends in relationships would always tell me, “Don’t worry, love will come to find you when you aren’t looking for it.” Well here I am love, I’ve been sitting around waiting for you, and you are late.
Please if you don’t do anything else but this, realize that you don’t know me. You have no idea who I am or anything about my life. Reading one article does not mean you know me.
Consider the possibility that we can imagine that (and more) without you laying it all on the line before even being asked for your number. Fashion trend or not, when out in public, if I can clearly see where your leg stops and your butt starts (at any age), well, Houston, we have a problem.