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Sad Truth 3. This line is probably my favorite one ever.
Especially since I love The 1975, and the song it comes from.
if u ever want a boy to like you just tell them ur fave rolling stones song is sympathy for the devil works 9/10 times
But I am outraged. And if you aren’t outraged, then you aren’t paying attention. This is America in 2014. This is our reality. It’s so easy to get jaded and to ignore these atrocities, to act like this doesn’t affect us. It’s so easy to get apathetic. In the past it was the youth who protested. Where is the rage of the youth? Where is our rage?
Like I said, I am not Mike Brown. But I am outraged.
i think an entirely mutually platonic relationship between two members of an opposite-attracting sexual identity (was that progressive enough? [and did it make sense?????]) is something i shall from this day forward strive to achieve. i’m just really sick of the idea that “in another life,” one in which you didn’t hit on me, “we could have been the best of friends.” i’m not necessarily saying that i’m desirable to every single one of my guy friends, but i’m desirable to every single one of my guy friends. it’s an absolute curse. that’s not to say i haven’t delved into the realm of dating and/or hooking up with a friend, because i have and can’t say that i regret any of those experiences. however, the fact that i have never had a mutually platonic relationship with any guy ever genuinely makes me sad. i remember my dear friend matt explaining to me that it’s impossible and i refused to believe it. that was 5 years ago. today i have 0 male friends that neither i nor he have said “i would” to. and i know it’s just a fundamental fact of life that we naturally surround ourselves with potential mates, but that doesn’t change the fact that i’m sad about it.
i had a 4 hour phone conversation with someone that i am absolutely fascinated with. he’s very smart and funny, blahbhlahbllblblb, and at one point wanted to bone me. in fact he still does, as stated several times throughout our conversation. about half of our conversation was focused on sex, which i didn’t mind. if i was really all that uncomfortable i would have said so, and the conversation continued. he kept referring to “our hypothetical hookup” as something that still had potential, even though i’d previously shot him down. and i can’t help but feel as though i should fuck him just to get that out of the way so we can continue on with a normal, healthy friendship. i wont, but just the fact that i have that mentality is upsetting. our conversation carried on to different topics, and i was pleased with the nonsexual parts. like i said, i find him to be fascinating and ultimately i enjoy his presence/conversation.
so, back to the problem here. why the fuck should i feel that i need to sleep with someone just to feel normal around them afterwards? will i ever find the platonic friendship i seek??? it almost feels as though i’m writing to chicken soup for the soul and i’m only half embarrassed about it. i wish this is something that i had the ability to speak openly about with my friends, but we all know that’ll end with accusations of “friend-zoning” and i am entirely prepared to go off on someone at any given moment, while simultaneously hoping to avoid cutting any ties.
*long exaggerated sigh!!!!!!!!!!* i think that’s all i have to say.
*eye roll into a new dimension*