February 20th, 2014 @ 8:29 pm
i will never be free, you’ll always be a part of me.
last night, i was watching full house and danny tanner said: “cindy, we’ve been dating for over a month, you dry clean my shorts, we’re family”.
i was like ??? ……OVER ONE MONTH? (mind you it was danny tanner, but a GUY saying that? RIIIIIIIIIIGHT.)
it got me thinking about how comfortable i get, and maybe that wasn’t horribly far-fetched (wait, yes it is. the FAMILY part anyway, but i get the comfortable dating cushion he meant)? i don’t really hesitate falling into relationships with people… not necessarily serious ones, just more than going on dates kind of a thang. hold the phone tho… i’m a commitment-phobe, so it’s kind of strange that i’m so lax about falling into them.
in my 20’s, i never really dated anyone under just a few months. i can count on one hand how many of those confusing/nowhere relationships i’ve had. for me, they’re horribly annoying things that give me such disappointment in myself. i feel as if because i dated people for years, that everyone i date wants to be with me for a while. i’m pretty sure that i can tell whether i want to be with someone or grab an out after like 3/4 hangouts. so what’s the deal with men? 3/4 months into things isn’t fair, people (or do i need to wake up and smell the coffee?).