Friends With Benefits
Warning: This post has nothing to do with the cinematic awfulness starring Britney Spears’ Ex and Mila Kunis.
Sally: Ahh, friends with benefits, the polite term for fuck buddy, booty call, or boon poon. Jokes! I just made that last one up, but feel free to use it. Thanks a bunch synonyms.com!
A friend with benefits is the person that you use like a blanket that maybe you bunched up and rubbed against as a child in the middle of the night. They are familiar and comforting, give you weird feelings in your crotchal region, but come daylight things are totally platonic. No one even knows what you did there, but you do. Alright, uncomfortable childhood sexuality memories aside let’s hear about the pros and cons of these unsung heroes.
A friend with benefits is a great way to have all the wonderfulness of a relationship aka constant sexing without all the horrible love parts. No commitment, no strings attached and since they are still sort of your friend you might be able to score a brunch partner every once in awhile. The best of both worlds. However, we all know the downfall of this non relationship. The same downfall that many a romantic comedy has showed us in spectacularly unfunny ways. Sometimes you grow to love your toasted humpernickel bread with cheese. Alas what to do then? Play it cool obviously and never say your true feelings. I learned that last lesson from MTV’s Truelife: Friends With Benefits. Every life lesson can be learned from Truelife.
Mandisa:
I also watched that episode and I learned to never sign up to be on MTV:Anything because you will be made to look like a douche.
Friends with benefits is not a place I’ve ever gone to and I don’t imagine I ever will. When I thought I was straight (I really did you guys!) I was never friends with any straight men that weren’t dating my friends so there goes that half of the equation. (This is still very true. Straight dudes, what’s up with you guys?)
Now that I’m fully aware of my gayness, I have exactly the same problem. I have very few lesbian friends and for the most part they are not single.* And that’s how I like it.
My name is Mandisa, and I find it pretty much impossible to have platonic lady gay friends.
The urge I always have to fall in like/obsession/fantasy-land with friends has always been a source of great internal embarrassment. Eventually the feelings work themselves out but ug, why does it always happen? Or actually, why isn’t this happening to everyone else?
- You pick your friends because they are awesome.
- Chances are you think they’re cute too. Who wants to hang out with a bunch of uggos? Not me.
- If you throw in a how do you say, matching sexual orientation/sexy part match-up, a crush is only natural!
Since I know this is a problem of mine, I avoid situations where it can flare up like an outbreak of something yicky in a sensitive spot. Single lesbians, you want to hang out and just watch a movie or something? Call me when you’ve got a ragingly jealous girlfriend that can come along too because then all 3 of us can build a meaningful platonic relationship together.
Long story short, no fuck buddies, no friends with benefits for me. Though I think it’s a great idea in theory it really didn’t work out for Mila and Justin. Not like I saw that movie or anything…

*I have one single female friend of the queer persuasion and it’s this one. I’d normally link to her tumblr but you guys should check out her photos too, they’re great! She’s awesome and I doubt to replicate the platonic-ness of this friendship with another girl in this decade. Because obviously I have a problem achieving this. Working on it.