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I feel like the summer time is usually the influx of boy issues within my circle of GIRLFRIENDZZ. We all seem to have this peculiar shit going on with dudes around this time of year and my good friend Lindsey told me she couldn't get this song by The Bird and the Bee out of her head, it is called "Fucking Boyfriend."






The issue of "boyfriend" has always been strange for me. I've done it all I guess. The "sort of" boyfriend and then the epic relationship where you get married to eachother in the middle of the street and talk about your future kids' names, and I've done the "hey wanna come over and bang" type of boy-thats-a-friend, also the "I really fucking like you but it's the wrong time" boyfriend and to tell you the truth it is all fucking annoying and I'm so insanely jealous of asexual people who couldn't give a shit about the opposite sex.




But whatever, BOYZ SUCK RIGHT???? #$&*#@@. I still speak to ALL of my exes, I think even every boy I have ever even kissed I'm still in touch with...



It is hard to hear constant ups and downs from your friends because SURPRISE girls don't ever shut up about the boy that's currently on their mind and don't get me wrong I love talking to them about guys and throwing them my opinions but I do miss the time in my life when I was sure about the person I was with, when there were no questions, no tip-toeing, just straight up pure companionship. and love.

The Bird and the Bee, "Fucking Boyfriend"

There is something wrong, and there is something right

When you can take me by hands and I will close my eyes.

When you laid down with me, you took the other side.

When you laid down with me, you never slept that night

Are you working up to something?

But you give me almost nothing.

Keep me helpless up to something on my knees.

Would you ever be my, would you be my fucking boyfriend?

Are you an amateur, or is it your unkind?

To torture all the other girls, you keep me by your side

Are you unsatisfied? You cant make up your mind

.When you can take me by the hands and I will close my eyes.

Are you working up to something? But you give me almost nothing.

Keep me helpless up to something on my knees.

Would you ever be my, would you be my fucking boyfriend?

I would be so winning, so absolutely winning.

A guarantee in melody, a promise in the sky