Taking my inspiration from Cosmopolitans magazine and this article, I’ve come to the conclusion I am a relationship virgin.
I wouldn’t know what a date was if it came and slapped me in the face. Sometimes I think a planned event with someone I quite fancy is a date, sometimes I have no idea cause it was only to the cinema. Is the Cinema a date? Do you have to formaly say it is one before it is?
Clueless. That’s me.