Sat on the bed smoking and contemplating how people flirt in today's day and age, we're both utterly clueless. A newly single and a serial friend with benefits, we're both a little rusty in the dating department.
An hour later and Miss just-got-out-a-relationship has recieved a Facebook request to sit on some very excited guys face. Maybe we're being too forward? God knows are flirting practise dummy seems to think so.
I've taken a slightly different approach... It's called the sit back, watch and laugh.
When did flirting become the be all and end all of every sexual partner? My sexy talk/ flirting has always both begun and ended in the bedroom, so why does my availability and general need for sex now have to be posted on social media for all worthy and non-worthy possible fucks to see?
And when did "I want to sit on your face" become a valid pick up line. Of course you have to respect the guy for putting himself out there so bluntly.
As newly single as my twosome counterpart is, her own blog post about taking the moral high ground may need rethinking.
"FUCK THE MORAL HIGH GROUND!" We shout as we realise that we've been clearly ruining the first part of our summer. We're young, sassy and the "perfect combination of sexy and cute" to quote the crappy, girly romcom Crazy Stupid Love - a working title for my life.
Between maybe imagining a cosmic undeniable attraction and sustaining the longest and most successful friends with benefits in history; a terrible love life from the past and the infidelity I promised I'd never committed. Life and love are both very complicated things.
Whilst all these normal thoughts of a nearly 19 year old student (it's my birthday in 1 hour) are rushing through my brain, who has time to contemplate the mentally exhausted chess game of flirting?
On Saturday I'll do what I want and act like me. It's not time to be loosing myself and it's most certainly not time for the terrible twosome to stop being terrible.
Peace out.
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