We've all been there - we get ourselves into what we think is a "relationship" - hanging out with someone pretty frequently, taking things a little further and then you cross an invisible line and wonder "where is this going?" Time to DTR, right? Of course, you don't want to be the one to do it. And men are kings of ambiguity these days. Well, today I've found an article that can totally help all of us who want to broach this subject with our man but haven't figured out the best way to do it. I present to you: 5 ways to tell if he's really, actually looking for a relationship.
Just a 20-something Atlanta native, trying to figure out this crazy, mixed-up world. And laughing at myself and everyone else in the process.
Showing posts with label fake relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fake relationships. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Crazy Little Thing Called Love
Well, I'll be damned if I ever figure this out. The games we play and the crazy hoops we jump through for the guy or girl that we think we're crazy about are beyond me. I find it funny that when we're not looking for love it falls in our laps and when we actively seek it out, it's one dead end after another. Why is that? And why is it that some women manage to NEVER be single, and some women can't do anything to get out of their dry spells (unless they resort to prostitution...which isn't an option for any of us with a moral fiber in our bodies)? These questions go through many of our minds on a weekly basis. And I think part of it is society's pressure - our parents were married at 22 (or younger in some cases) and here we are at 25...why don't we have husbands yet? Hey-zeus Christo, mom, get out of my head!
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Single Ladies,
thrill of the chase,
why do i wine
Friday, July 23, 2010
"1 out of 5 relationships...
...begins online" according to Match.com. Really? Wow. I don't know if that's impressive or depressing.
Everyone says there's no stigma attached to online dating anymore, but doesn't that mean there still IS a stigma? Because the people who say there's no stigma are the ones who ARE dating online, right? And the ones that aren't dating online believe there IS a stigma. So I guess, who really knows, right?
Everyone says there's no stigma attached to online dating anymore, but doesn't that mean there still IS a stigma? Because the people who say there's no stigma are the ones who ARE dating online, right? And the ones that aren't dating online believe there IS a stigma. So I guess, who really knows, right?
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Chivalry...is it dead?
So the other day I was chit chatting with some of my girlfriends and we were discussing our thoughts about whether chivalry was dead or not. I mean, you watch old romantic movies and you see the man who pursues the woman of his dreams and does everything right to court her and they fall in love and live happily ever after, right? Hmmm...and how many of us, today, can say that they've been courted like that (or even courted at all)? And maybe it's old fashioned and maybe this is very naive of me to say but I feel like chivalry is something that will never go out of style. Every woman LOVES to be courted. And every woman wants to be treated with respect and courtesy. We all want the man that we love to do those sweet things like open our doors, bring us flowers (not for aplogizing for effing up but for no reason other than the fact that he was thinking of us) and following through on plans he's made with us. And honestly I don't think that's a lot to ask of a guy. We want someone who will be reliable and a gentleman. Someone who calls us and asks us out on dates with at least a day's advance notice.
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It's not that I'm lazy it's that i just dont care,
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thrill of the chase
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
He's just not that into you
Story of my life. And apparently every one of my single friends' lives as well. My roommie and I watched this gem of a movie on Sunday and at the end of it I was highly depressed. I alleviated my depression by watching parts of The Uninvited on HBO...holy shit. At least it took my mind off the terribly depressing feelings I was having before and replaced them with terror and a sudden urge to pee my pants. Don't worry, I controlled myself in case any of you were wondering. But for the last 2 days, I can't help but replay parts of that damn movie ("He's just not that into you") over again in my head. You see, I do this from time to time.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
"Women may fake orgasms sometimes...
But men can fake whole relationships"
(disclaimer, the post below is in no way a shot at any of my ex's - it's simply a trend I've noticed with several of my friends over the last several months and I thought it was blog-worthy and hopefully a little funny - please don't take offense)
Hi-de-ho neighbors. How's THAT quote for a wake-up-call on this beautiful hump day. Yes, my first human interaction this morning was one of my friends calling me and telling me that her MOTHER shared this quote with her. Apparently it's from some play that she saw recently and she thought "ya know what, I'm going to share this with my daughter" because that's not at all awkward. at all.
(disclaimer, the post below is in no way a shot at any of my ex's - it's simply a trend I've noticed with several of my friends over the last several months and I thought it was blog-worthy and hopefully a little funny - please don't take offense)
Hi-de-ho neighbors. How's THAT quote for a wake-up-call on this beautiful hump day. Yes, my first human interaction this morning was one of my friends calling me and telling me that her MOTHER shared this quote with her. Apparently it's from some play that she saw recently and she thought "ya know what, I'm going to share this with my daughter" because that's not at all awkward. at all.
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