Why You Should Never Have the “What Are We?” Talk

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It seems to be a common theme in my dating life that I am continuously entering and exiting ambiguous relationships. My most recent experience started off as a standard relationship – a few dates turned into “hanging out” which turned into talking every day, etc. Within the few months that went by, it was clear that we spent most of our free time together, and it was just a matter of time before someone said out loud and in the open that we were exclusive. But things took a weird turn for a variety of reasons, and then he approached me with the question, “What are we?”

And you know what? Neither of us could answer that question.

Quite honestly, I was in shock when he had asked me. We were at the tipping point of the months-long affair. We had already gone through a couple of early milestones, and…

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17 Signs Your Best Friend Is Actually A Cat On The Inside

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They’re relentless about demanding your attention, even when you’ve made it extremely clear that you’re busy. Whether they’re laying across your laptop to forbid you from working, or making noises that are loud enough to the point where you can’t ignore them, they’re always thinking of some way to force you to pay attention to them.


Sometimes they hate you for no reason, but instead of getting offended by it, it just makes you laugh.


A decent amount of time has to be set aside every day for them to be able to nap.


…And most of the time, one nap is never, ever enough.


When you are in dire need of a particularly lazy, worthless, and non-eventful day, they are always right by your side, ready to veg out and lay around and keep you company while you’re watching a marathon of

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Strong Women Don’t Fall In Love

Strong Women Don’t Fall In Love

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Strong women don’t fall in love.

They tread in love. Strong women entertain love, they flirt with it, they embody it with caution and they escape from it unscathed. Everyone knows that. Only weak women allow love to affect them. Strong women couldn’t care less.

Strong women live their lives alone.

They may have flings or fuck-buddies or even domestic partnerships but never, ever lovers. Love makes you crippled and small. Love stops you from achieving what you want out of life. Strong women don’t fall in love because love is an emotion. And real women do not feel anything pervasively. Real women switch their sentiments on and off like a light switch. Real women are strong because they have mastered detachment. And detachment is the ultimate end goal.

Anyone else tired of hearing these tirades?

Because I am. I am tired – and I don’t think I’m alone…

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How To Tell Someone You No Longer Love Them

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I’ve stopped and started this so many times.

I’ve asked myself over and over: Do I really need to? Is it really necessary? Will it just make everything harder? But deep down, I know the answer to those questions. I have done from the start.

I have to tell you that I’m not in love with you anymore.

“I don’t want to be the love-sick little girl you can’t seem to shake. I’m so much more than that.”

You don’t know how much of a relief that is to me. I had loved you for so long that I wondered if I’d ever be able to let you go. If I’d ever not long for the boy I’d fallen for so young and loved ever since. I was immature and foolish, but you – you were magnificent. In your eyes, I saw everything I thought I’d ever want and…

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I prefer to be Me

I prefer black coffee.

I prefer movies.

I prefer fiction books.

I prefer cats.

I prefer color green.

I prefer mangoes and watermelons.

I prefer text than call.

I prefer jeans and sneakers.

I prefer long sleeves.

I prefer curly hair since mine is straight.

I prefer tall girls because I’m short.

I prefer ube flavored ice cream.

I prefer beans above all veggies.

I prefer to travel.

I prefer accounting over mathematics.

I prefer writing than public speaking.

I prefer listening than talking.

I prefer to sleep early.

I prefer Greek Literature.

I prefer myself liking people than to myself loving mankind.
I prefer exceptions.

I prefer federalism.

I prefer mystifying kind of man.

I prefer talking to lawyers about laws.

I prefer kindness over hurtful honest opinions.

I prefer to laugh out loud than stay gracious.

I prefer having some reservations.

I prefer blue eyes since mine are dark.

I prefer not to ask how much longer it takes.

I prefer keeping in mind my opinions than creating clamor.

I prefer working alone than working with team.

I prefer beaches and forests than bars and clubs.

I prefer stars than moon.

I prefer to believe that aliens do exist.

I prefer to walk away than to stay in chaos.

I prefer the things I left unsaid.

I prefer to write all of these crazy things.




“The damage was permanent; there would always be scars. But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all, and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been.”

 – Jodi Picoult

“I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.”

George Eliot

“Why are old lovers able to become friends? Two reasons, they never truly loved each other, or they love each other still.”

Whitney Otto

“Maybe reading was just a way to make her feel less alone, to keep her company. When you read something you are stopped, the moment is stayed, and you can sometimes be there more fully than you can in your real life.”

Helen Humphreys

“How nice — to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.”

Kurt Vonnegut


The Gemini Woman: A Frustrating, Loving, Spontaneous Goddamn Handful

The Gemini Woman: A Frustrating, Loving, Spontaneous Goddamn Handful

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You’ll know the Gemini woman in the room because she’s the one floating from group to group, inserting herself into conversations that don’t involve her and moving on elsewhere the moment the topic ceases to interest her. That’s what she needs: provocation, entertainment, challenge. She’ll ask the questions nobody else dare, in a way that nobody else can. Then, as quickly as she devours your answers and attention she’ll walk away again too. And that’s not because you stopped giving the good stuff – she simply, and quickly, changed her mind on the exact type of good stuff she wants.

She’s fickle like that. Not that she self-identifies that way. She’s a flake and occasionally a little fake, but she calls it endlessly curious and easy-to-adapt. All counts are true.

You won’t know which version of her you’re going to get, at any given moment. Your…

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