What surprised me about this whole experience is how it isn’t just about sex, after all. We go to art museums and talk about how much we love Agnes Martin. And he did, and they’re engaged, and I could not be happier for them.
We all hook up together just about every time we hang out, but started also going out one-on-one for dinner or concerts.
They’re the perfect relationship for me now—we have consistent enough sex that’s hot and loving at the same time, and this setup doesn’t require a whole lot of my time.
They have each other; they fit into each other’s big plans.
Big Sean accompanied his Twenty88 bandmate as her date for the Jeremy Scott's Tidal x Moschino dinner, the REVOLT’s #Art Of Daring series, and the Delano Hotel after-party where the singer performed some of her hit songs "Post To Be," "Bed Peace," "The Worst," and her latest "Maniac." The emcee was even captured cheering the songstress on the sidelines and filming her performance like a proud boyfriend should.
These questions are interesting to ponder but, of course, can’t be answered.
I mostly fit into their weekend plans, and I’m fine with that.
I have a somewhat demanding job, a full social life, and an insatiable love of flirting with people, and a committed relationship just doesn’t fit into my schedule right now. The future’s a long way off, and I’m not sweating the trajectory of this relationship. Will I meet a man or woman who sweeps me off my feet, whom I could see a “future” with?
Your twenties are a whirlwind decade—lots of roommates, bad jobs, bad sex.
I wanted to enter my thirties with more self-awareness, more sexual agency, and a few new stories to tell my coupled friends at the bar.