The title of this post is literally the exact words that came out of my mouth… or that I typed last night in a girls chat.
And is it meant to come across in a slutty way? Absolutely not. If it does – then why the hell not? You may as well; as we sure as hell know that he is texting anything and everything until you’ve walked down the aisle.
I have written one or two posts on my shambles of a dating life and my view on being single on here before. Which still stand.
This is now more my view on what the fuck is “dating” in 2018?!
It’s a massive deal now a days to go on a date with someone – in Belfast anyway let me tell ya.
Why? How else do you get to know someone if you aren’t going to date them?
Ahhh that’s right just talk on every form of social media going and like each other’s photos for a few weeks that’s how!
We all know this shouldn’t be the way “relationships” work, yes I say the word relationship loosely as heaven forbid you would class anything as a relationship unless you’ve signed a contract to say you’re official with someone….
But in 2018 if you’re double texting someone, tagging them in a meme or putting them in your insta story you’re a physco bitch who is way too needy!
So what is the happy medium?
Girls want attention, but not too much because they are OTT then. We want someone to text us but it has to be at the exact right times of the day, we want to be asked out but it needs to be the perfect date – but not too perfect because we aren’t that serious?
For me it literally comes down to that old saying of wanting someone to hold the door open for you but slapping your ass when you walk through 🤷🏻♀️
I don’t know about you gals, but all this is a pain in the backside and until someone comes into my room where I will be with my unicorn and finds me (because Im making no effort to look for anyone) I’m more than happy to just assist my galpals in their conquers.
Get me back to the era my granny would tell me about – when you simply got asked to dance and the next minute you were engaged and pregnant.