Part time love is the fucking pits, I am not explicitly talking about romantic love either.
Like, those cats that hit you up when they need something or run out of people to talk to but then dipset as soon as they get what they really want.
This isn’t exclusive to men or women either, both (and all) genders are culpable to this shit. That’s why if people changed their numbers or were like “hit me up” on Twitter to contact them outside of the social sites I didn’t. That’s superficial number building and I am not about that.
And for those “what about my social anxiety- boo-hoo goons”, all it takes is a “hope you’re well” like once a year to stay on the up and up. I have two friends that I talk to maybe four times a year, tops. But since when we do talk we just share love and positivity it’s straight. We have our adult lives but we also want to stay in touch even a little. That’s fair as fuck to me and if you can’t do that then just own it-you don’t want the friends you claim you do, you just want to fill the time gap until the real people you wanna hang with come around.