ARE YOU JUST FUCK-BUDDIES?

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What's a fuck-buddy? It's the testosterone-addled wet-dream of every red-blooded young man with a loaded love-gun and nowhere to point it. The idea, quite simply, is to find a female friend you already like who you can recreationally screw without attachments or hurt feelings for the mutual orgasming of both parties involved. It sounds like a great idea, and it is—for guys.

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For women, the fuck-buddy (aka “friend with benefits”) idea is a pipe dream. Since the 1970s, women have wanted to believe they can remain uninvolved—like every male on the planet—but barring a frontal lobotomy, they probably can't. Sex, for most women, is a very emotional and bonding experience. It's extremely hard (although not impossible) for women to separate the physical act of fucking from the emotional act of attachment. And the more times you go back to the well, the stronger that emotional bond becomes. In other words, the longer you fuck your fuck-buddy, the harder it will be for her when you dump her ass for a real girlfriend.

By “beating the system,” you're taking advantage of a self-delusional “modern” woman (she secretly hopes or believes you will eventually fall in love with her). And sure, that's her problem. But, the fuck-buddy approach doesn't pay off long-term for you, either. Put bluntly, you can't have a fuck-buddy and still find Ms. Right. You're just not motivated enough to.

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A fuck-buddy gives you a safe “out.” A fallback plan in the event that working the single's scene doesn't work out that night. With an FB in the wings, you're not giving the search 100-percent. You're packing up your blue-balls and going home early. You're not taking chances, or putting yourself out there. Worse, when you do finally meet someone new, you'll be over critical (so critical, you might not get past that “666” birthmark on her forehead to find out she's otherwise perfect for you). Instead, you go home to your standby vagina and never realize who you missed.

In short, you're being a pussy. A wimp. Fucking a friend? Come on, that's bush league. Besides, while you're back home sticking it to your FB, your potential Ms. Right is going home to some guy named Raoul to be HIS fuck-buddy. So in addition to screwing over a “willing” friend, you're screwing yourself over, too. Nice work, tool.