Regardless of my long-term desires, I also know that it most likely isn’t going to fall into my lap or happen tomorrow, so, I date.
Friendship has a life of its own. The best example I can use is that friendship is like a plant, in that it needs to be cared for regularly, with the right amount of attention. Long lapses of neglect will only result in the death of its existence. Too much attention and you will ruin it.
You can break a bone, then work to rehabilitate it. Even if you’re somewhat careless in the process, you’ll more than likely make a full recovery anyway.
The overall message in Jones’ song is that the ladies in his life were never really gave him the time of day until he started to make it big.
Maybe it’s growing up and maturing, but not only do I not want my next relationship to be FBO, I strongly oppose it.
Regardless of which role you’re in — the prisoner or the warden — it sucks.
The problem with dating in the world of hook-up culture is that nobody wants to be exclusive anymore. Nobody wants to commit to anything, really. People are always weighing their options to see if there’s something better out there.
You can call me for anything.
I placed my index finger under her chin and lifted her lips towards mine. She started moving closer.
Physical: Smile, but more specifically, the eyes. I feel like you could look into someone else’s eyes and know how they really feel and/or just get lost in them.