In the poor guy’s defense, he picked me up from a hotel, watched me kiss a certain somebody goodbye, and proceeded to have this conversation with me:
Him: Hey there. You’re headed to [address?]
Me: Yep, that’s right.
Him: Fun plans for tonight?
Me: Ah, yeah, I’m meeting my boyfriend for dinner at [restaurant.]
Him: Oh. Um. Ah. Oh. Well…erm…have a nice time.
Did something naughty yesterday with a certain somebody, and I feel all glittery and sore today.
That thing where you’ve been working out and you ride that dick with newfound endurance and suddenly it’s all worthwhile.
Stop teaching children that there is only one person out there meant for them. Let it be easier for people to let their toxic relationships go without fear of losing “The One”.
Its so fucked up and weird that we don’t tell people that there will be multiple important people in their lives