I don’t get it, and when I say that sentence I mean that I really really really don’t understand.
I know people who have loved for years. and people who meet new loves constantly.
There are (apparently) people who would be satisfied with a monogamous relationship, and people who are actually good at making them work.
Engaged couples, moving-in-together type couples, and we-have-a-pet-together-it’s-totally-like-having-a-child-together couples.
Couples that make you a little nauseous (and a very little, alright a lot, jealous) with their partnered ways.
And the singles. The many many singles.
They meet people, they date, they commiserate with friends over how fucking awful those dates can be, and then they try again.
Those singles are pretty relaxed (pretty focused on proving how awesome life is without anyone else to complicated it).
The thing is that it never changes.
The dating people, and the single people, they never switch sides.
(Well, rarely. I know of one exception. But that’s how I expected things to pan out anyway)
I just. well. I don’t know.
But what’s the point?
Neither lifestyle is necessarily better, even if we’re not supposed to be happy with just sleeping around and not bothering to commit (and honestly, it’s kinda empty. kinda lonely. sometimes you get just a leeettle over it).
Would anyone like to join me in agreeing to live as friends, and sleeping together when it suits everyone?
It’s the best of both worlds.
Sex, and friendship. Without jealousy, and with a friends understanding. Rather than a strange-lover’s attempts to create bridges of common interests etc etc etc
Or I could just marry something that understands me. so, I guess what I’m saying is…
Tumblr, will you marry me?