Tag: FWB

I can be a lot to handle, so it’s nice to have that energy spread across multiple recipients

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It makes me less demanding of any one of them, so I’m able to stay positive and bubbly-esque to a greater degree. It also takes away my tendency to be way too serious way too quickly, and it makes plan cancellations particularly forgivable.

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The Girl Who Cried Fuckboy

millennial, relationships, sex, twenties, young

theneedymillennial's avatarThe Needy Millennial

Aliens! I am back again, and this time I didn’t wait two weeks. Although, now that I think about it, you may not mind, since I am sure a lot of people (ladies, I’m looking at you) are used to waiting muchhh longer for a response anyway from all the FUCKBOYS am I right!?!? WRONG. Because there is no such thing. Yep, I said it.

The elusive fuckboy, player, whatever snap backed Huff socks vape pen breed you think is the deadliest mammal to ever walk the Earth- yeah, they are extinct. If they ever really existed in the first place. And before you get pissed and think I am about to start defending Paradise Blake ( I mean, not the worst guy in the world) I first want to say; I’m a feminist. I swear it! And as a feminist, believe me when I say I have your best…

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Tinder, STDs & FWB

dating , online dating , relationships , tinder , single , boston , bumble , dating apps , std , friends with benefits

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I am unimpressed with myself while I write this blog, but since I am documenting my online-dating journey, I wanted to be transparent throughout the entire process.

A couple weeks ago I had a conversation with a friend about idea of becoming friends-with-benefits. This wasn’t a new conversation, the topic actually came up two years ago in a similar forum, in which I responded by vomiting (quite literally). I left his house in the middle of the night and threw up into a plastic grocery bag I found in my car. Through my early adulthood and into my twenties I treated my body almost as if it was sacred. I didn’t fuck around on the first date, I wasn’t taking my clothes off for someone I wasn’t in love with, I had standards and a mindset that sex was to be held for someone special.

Over the pastcouple years my…

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