This page is dedicated to all the amusing, confusing, #WTF, awkward, and infuriating real-life dating stories I’ve experienced as a single 25 year old living in New York City.
Fortunately for us Millennials, we are living in a very exciting era: The Era of the Fuckboy! If you are unfamiliar with the term “fuckboy,” …where the F have you been? Just kidding, but here, go to this link and read some examples from Urban Dictionary if you are somewhat unsure about what defines a true fuckboy.
I am not sure I have met one female who has not dated or met a categorized “fuckboy.” They come in many different shapes and sizes, and are found all over the world. A fuckboy is not necessarily a male that is a “fuck buddy” or “friend with benefits” per say, but more like someone who is extremely flaky, inconsistent, vague, selfish, and contradictory with his statements and actions. He’s like an undercover asshole – someone who appears harmless in the beginning as he swoons you over with sweet nothings and charming “relationshipy” gestures. But then, out of no where, he can simply vanish in an instant. Sometimes, he may vanish forever, but other times, he can reappear at late hours of the night – such as 3 in the morning – to give you a quick, “Hey Stranger” text. He wants you but he doesn’t. He likes you but not that much. He’ll buy you a drink but not dinner. He might tell you what you want to hear, or he might just disappear.
This page will include all the experiences I have had dating the various types of fuckboys. None of their actual names will be mentioned.
Feel free to read any of these other pieces to familiarize yourself with this phenomenon:
Welcome to the Era of the Fuckboy: Dating in 2017.