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You Never Know Who They Are... Until It's Almost Too Late
There was this very popular guy in my town, well known for his humor. A tall, Black man, completely bald (which I later found out after he removed his hat). He was all over my Facebook, friends tagging him in everything or commenting on his videos and pictures. He wasn't the cleanest cut guy I had ever met but he was very funny. He was that charming type of funny. Or so I thought. He had been frequently liking and commenting on my pictures and videos on Facebook right before I heard my Messenger App ding.
By Brandy Geers8 years ago in Humans
Worst Date Ever: Rage of a Murderous Crackhead
To tell the story of the worst date I can remember, I'd have to go back quite a ways. Twelve years to be exact. I had just gotten out of college and was a bit of a lost soul. The problems with this date stemmed just as much from my poor judgment at the time as her apparent insanity. I was willing to date any reasonably attractive girl willing to make time for me. Character? Integrity? Class? What are those things? I just needed to find her reasonably attractive. I must also confess I am admitting things in this story that I am not exactly proud of. There are multiple things I would have loved to have done differently as I recount this foolish tale of my younger self and a crazy woman. But those details factor into the plot though and I cannot tell the story without them. So full disclosure, here we go.
By The Big Apple Sports Guy8 years ago in Humans
My Bloody Valentine
#MyWorstDate It was early February of 2011. I was having lunch with my friend, Tristan, at McAllister's deli, when the subject of a mutual female acquaintance of ours came up. She was in our Anatomy and Physiology lab group, but I never hung out with her much outside of class. However, she was good friends with Tristan. I honestly thought the two of them had been dating in the month after she broke up with her previous boyfriend, so what Tristan said to me next caught me completely by surprise in more ways than one.
By Damien Wood8 years ago in Humans
Love and Spells
Relationships could sometimes be a blessing to us, or they could be a big lesson. No matter what your issue was, let's admit it, we all have sat there wondering about how we could have saved our relationship with that person. Perhaps you would have done anything for that person to love you the way you loved them. No matter what your problem was, what if you really could have the upper hand in the situation and control the situation from behind the shadows, fixing your relationship with your partner?
By Xyla Royals8 years ago in Humans
The Crowned Rose
Little girls grow up dreaming that they're a princess. That a prince will one day come and show them the greatest journey and joy that life can give. Every day will be filled with love and laughter. There will be pictures of their children's first steps, their first milestones in life. To grow old in love and happiness is everyone's hope.
By Eilish Blue8 years ago in Humans
Jesus Is Just Alright with Me
He was a coworker, and about three years older than I was. I was fresh out of high school, and truthfully a virgin. To everything. I had only ever been on a few sorry-excuses-for-a-date before—ones that generally included Costa Vida (every time, why is that??), followed by board games with a group of Mormon-like snobs, (I lived in a community of mostly these types of people, which I used to blame for my embarrassing lack of experience. In reality, I think I'm just a painfully introverted and anxious person).
By barbed.wire.disease :8 years ago in Humans
Worst. Flippin'. Date. Ever.
I don’t really know what to say. I keep smiling and then I start laughing at other people’s jokes. I mean, that’s fine though, right? If they’re only a few tables down, they are technically close enough for me to hear, so it would be normal if I heard their jokes and responded accordingly. I guess we do share something in common, though, we did pick the same restaurant, after all. And in all of that, I completely forgot about Robert. My date tonight, sitting right in front of me eating his duck souffle as I tuck into the standard “on my first date so I am going to impress him by eating a caesar salad” meal. Well, I say caesar salad, but I did order the Caesar without the salad. I just wanted Caesar, I wanted him so badly all over me and inside me hard and warm making me drip like… and then, shit, I forget about Robert. Robert isn’t Caesar and I knew that because he was lanky and his glasses didn’t make him sexy enough for me to want to rip his clothes off. But nonetheless, I was on a date with Robert.
By Becky Maxwell8 years ago in Humans
