The Pseudo Girlfriend. The one who can’t call him her man, but he’s her boo. The one who isn‘t committed to him, but she passes up other chances and just waits. The one who does everything a girlfriend would AND should, but yet isn’t. The perfect scenario for a guy and the worst for a girl. He gets everything he wants and needs without having a title. And boy does that makes all the difference in the world. She gets just enough attention and just enough “act right” to make her wait for that title [if it ever comes]. He has everything she wants and she’s waited this long so why not keep waiting. She has everything he wants [physically] for the moment until he can find someone else to do the same things better. To her, he’s Mr. Right. To him, she’s Ms. Right Now. He enjoys his sexual freedom through lack of a title. She enjoys being a caged bird with the door wide open. Does this make sense? No. Well not good sense anyway. Yet, at times, some feel it’s better to make “bad” sense opposed to no sense at all. And oddly enough, that makes sense to me.
