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Things I Wish I’d Known About Dating When I Was 20
🕑 Added 2023-09-24 05:50:01 +0000 UTC- You don’t need a good reason to say no to sex. You don’t even need a bad reason. These are all acceptable reasons:
Your team lost and life has thus ceased to have meaning.
You’re wearing the knickers you practiced your embroidery on for some reason.
You don’t like his Crocs.
You literally just had sex with Tom Hardy five minutes ago.
You're pretty sure you have popcorn in your bra.
- You’re worth so much more than you believe. Stop being so goddamned cruel to yourself.
- At 21, you’ll meet a man who buys you tulips every Friday. You will spend five years running on romance instead of fuel. He will be the most perfect man you ever meet, but you will get ill and leave him to end his suffering. He will find a beautiful, red-headed teacher and have two beautiful children with her. Sometimes love means putting him first even if you lose something beautiful. Don’t question it. You made the right decision.
- If he feels like a creeper, he is a creeper. You're allowed to reject him without developing empirical proof. You don’t owe anyone your time, even men who want to date you.
- Not all men who want to fuck you want to love you. Don’t spend the next 20 years hoping this will change. It won’t, and it doesn’t have to. People are allowed to have empty sex, and people are allowed to avoid them.
- If he leaves you once, it means he finds you disposable. Men who find you disposable have a nasty habit of disposing of you, so don’t take him back. He’s just missing the idea of you, and he will throw you away as many times as he regrets doing so.
- Kinky is not a synonym for weird, so just talk about it already.
- Never let a man buy you dinner. It’s not worth all the entitlement and coercion that come afterward.
- Nothing positive ever came from men who show up late by habit.
- Stop looking for men who share your shallow passions. Men who share your values are worth so much more.
- Stop bloody wondering if you really want kids. You don’t bloody want kids. Never bloody have. Never bloody will.
- Wear the killer heels and the red lipstick. Be a slut goddess if you feel like it. Buy the impossibly short dress. Show up in the thigh-high stockings. Wear the hot lingerie or it will sit in your drawer for decades unworn.
