I just don't see how people could think being like that is even close to a reasonable life.
I hung out with her off and on for a good 6 years, mostly because it was just always interesting and after the first month or so after she stopped trying to frisk me. The whole "get me pregnant so we have to go to vegas to get married" thing ended pretty quick and I just generally enjoyed having her over for sunday funday to tell me wild stories and we'd go play pool and get some wings. I think I only banged her that first month, just after that I had no interest (hotdog/hallway scenario) so I was fine just being friends with her after that. She recently coaxed some poor navy guy into marriage, he's in for a rude awakening when he comes back home and finds her xanaxed out of her mind on the sidewalk.
get me pregnant so we have to go to vegas to get married
There are a lot of people who either have a breeding fetish or their wires are switched so that dangerous or risky scenarios are a turn on. In either case, they may be fun for a while but they're poorly suited for a reasonable long term relationship for most people.
Honestly, I'd rather have a friend that turns into a lover instead of the other way around. I don't like drama and have absolutely no problem cutting people out of my life no matter how difficult or crazy it gets to remove them. I've had several people removed by police because they thought their drama was more important than my house rules. I'll be patient with it for a bit because everyone gets a bad moment or can twitch once in a while but when it becomes obvious that they have more regard for what they have going on than the safety, peace, etc. of others, they are no longer welcome. Once you cross that line, the response is full-on, wide-open, and swift.
Bro the day I took my neighbor to Dave and Busters was the day I got balls deep into batshit crazy cultures I had never dealt with before. I would come home from work, find her passed out in the hallway outside of our places and feel bad and carry her inside and put her on the couch. She'd start shouting after a few hours usually, while still passed out. My cat didn't like that much, but he liked her for some reason so he'd keep going to lay on her. She called 911 from my phone one time to tell the cops her friend had just raped her when all she did was pour out her drink because she was too drunk, so I had cops in my place asking me questions about 20 minutes after I got home from work and I had no idea what was going on. She asked if we could go to a specific bar one time, but turns out she supposedly had a boyfriend and she was showing me off to all of his friends at their work that she had a new guy and was giving them my address, to these literal bouncers at a titty bar that didn't even have a sign out front as it was a private invite only bar. That kept me awake for a month or so.
Oh and she's the one that turned out to be a hooker and blamed that all on her boyfriend pimping her out.