The one thing I never forget to remind my brother, is that girls are particularly amazing at being "users." I know this sounds terrible, and I know karma's gonna come get me for blatantly outing my own sex, but let's face it:
If a girl were stranded on an island, and she could only bring one thing with her, it wouldn't be her compact or her laptop or her favorite pair of heels (that was hard for me to say), but instead, it would be
her borderline "friend."
What is the borderline friend?
He's the guy you'd never in a million years consider actually dating. Whether he's too shy, or not your type, you'd never actually take him up on a romantic offer, but there's something about him that you're just very (dare I say it?) attracted to. If he's not physically your type, he's always there for you emotionally. Boy troubles? He's the one handing you the tissue. If he's a total asshole, he's absolutely gorgeous, and you are proud to wear him around your arm (or keep his number on speed dial). He's the fallback guy. The one to provide all the much-needed attention without the hardship of a relationship.
Guys: The ultimate clues that you are, and never will be more than, the borderline "friend?" She talks about her love interests with you, isn't afraid to stuff her face in front of you, shows a vested interest in your love life, and last but not least, always makes and breaks plans for anyone and everyone else.
Just a texting bud.
The attention puppet.
Many a time, guys, you don't mind being the borderline "friend,"
because you have no romantic interest in her.
But if you do?
Run, don't walk.
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