5 Things You Only Learn About Your Love Life During Your Promiscuous Phase

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1. Guys are easy to get in bed.

Typically when you meet a single guy at a bar, he’s down to go back with you. It’s girls who need more convincing and sweet-talk. I learned that if you want to sleep with a guy, it’s really damn easy— you’ll seduce him when you approach with your perfectly curled hair and high heels, and then shoot him a coy smile. Men aren’t that hard to decipher.

2. Don’t expect a call the next morning.

From my experience, after you sleep with a guy the night you first meet, he’s not going to get breakfast with you the next morning. He probably won’t even call you the next day. If you look for love in every one night stand you have, you’re probably not someone who should engage in casual sex. You’ll only get your heart broken. If you’re looking for love, get to know him. Then keep him waiting.

3. Guys have feelings too.

Most guys fall into lesson number two, but there may be one who’s completely enamored by you and wants to see you again. When it wasn’t mutual, I never knew the protocol of how to approach this— I’d either see the guy again and unintentionally lead him on, or I’d completely dead him. Don’t do this. Let him down easy. He doesn’t deserve to get hurt.

4. I do have a type.

I used to think I was attracted to a wide array of guys, which is essentially still true if we’re basing attraction off appearances. But attraction transcends the boundaries of aesthetics, and I learned that certain guys and I could never have an emotionally charged relationship. I won’t vibe with the narcissistic athlete whose brain is less dense than a ping pong ball. But I also won’t vibe with the engineer who sleeps and breathes equations and numbers. I’ve realized I get along best with someone who has similar interests as my own, and whose personality is similar to that of myself

5. Nothing compares to having just one.

While it was fun to go out often and meet different guys, nothing compares to being with just one. Nothing compares to having that one person who loves you as more than a face and a body, that person you’ll cuddle with the entire night, the one you’ll laugh with about dumb inside jokes. Nothing compares to knowing that you’re the only girl who sleeps in his bed and the only one on his mind. And that, in my opinion, is the greatest lesson I learned of them all.