dating
All about dating. First dates, three years into a relationship, Tinder, and more.
My Worst Date Ever
It was my sophomore year of college and I wasn’t exactly looking for a relationship. I had been single since my junior year of high school and enjoyed the single life. Unfortunately, many of my friends were in long-term relationships and didn’t share my lifestyle views. They were constantly preaching the virtues and happiness to be found in relationships and were always trying to set me up with girls that were “perfect for me.”
By Jesse Kinney8 years ago in Humans
Falling Back in Love
Everybody has an opinion on what they think is the wrong or right thing to do when it comes to an ex, whether it is your friends telling you that if you go back to him or her that they will disown you, or your disapproving parents thinking that you just cannot make your mind up as to what you want to do — there is just no way that you can please everyone. But what does it matter when you are adult enough to make a decision on your own? Does it have to be the right decision if it is the way that you genuinely feel about a person and want to try again?
By Amber Thorpe8 years ago in Humans
#MyWorstDate
So there I was on the good ole Meetme site. You know that one where you can just slap any random picture down as your profile pic and start searching for your perfect match while trying to sidestep those nasty messages you disgust so much. Well that was me. I created an account and put some crappy pictures of me on there. Might as well right? If the person I meet is my “perfect match” they are going to see my good, bad, and ugly side. So why not just show them who I am right then and there? Sure people will look at the photos and think negatively about them. But if they like the photos then they will like the real me so there's nothing to worry about. At least that's what I thought.
By Erin Taylor8 years ago in Humans
'It's Not a Lovebite, It's Stress' - The Reality of Your Sex Life At University. Top Story - January 2018.
"I’m stressed because I have not got a boyfriend which gives me a heat rash which people mistake for a hicky, which is the most ironic thing ever," one of my good friends at university told me once.
By Phoenix Blackley8 years ago in Humans
The Issued Outs
“He’s got that nervous look in his eye,” she said. “You know, that issued out look.” That was my friend Jessie pointing out a man standing across from us in a bar at the Jersey shore. I asked her to explain it more. She told me it was a little shifty, like he wanted to approach a woman there but something was holding him back.
By Nancy Fingerhood8 years ago in Humans
It's 3 AM, I Must Be Lonely
We had been seeing each other for about a month. I typically pencilled Matt in between mediocre dates and meaningless sex with other men. I liked Matt—we had both a spark and a power struggle that I didn't have with the other guys in my life. A stormy mix of both of our egos in addition to both of our half-broken "just-out-of-a-relationship" hearts, and we were destined for a rollercoaster that I wasn't about to sign up for. Therefore, Matt was my midnight knock at the door, for a glass of wine and witty banter, but no sex...yet.
By Celina Carissa8 years ago in Humans
I’m in No Mood to Hunt
#My Worst Date Ever: I’d never been on a serious date before; I’d been asked on dates by "little boys," but I never had decent clothes or shoes to wear, and even though I was embarrassed to explain why, I’d always find an excuse not to accept the date.
By Martina R. Gallegos8 years ago in Humans
My Friends Are Probably Having the Best Time Right Now
My friends are probably having the best time right now. I peered out the window as the reflection of her porcelain pale skin obstructed my vision of the field outside the bunk. The scratchy, sheet-less mattress we had chosen as our playground for the next 30 minutes scraped into my back like sandpaper as our bodies surged back and forth. I imagined the beers being shotgunned and songs being sung, not a ten minute walk from us. I imagined the warm greeting that awaited me when I returned to those wooden halls. It was all I could do to make this go by faster. I looked back at her, tits swaying perfectly like pendulums, and let out an insincere, hopefully convincing moan of pleasure. She glanced down at me, stared deeply into my eyes, and said, “I fucking hate you.” Not convincing enough I suppose.
By Will Vasquez8 years ago in Humans
Killing the Dating Game
Even as a relatively conservative person I have always advocated for dating around. Not in a sleazy way, but just a casual "let's get to know each other" outing. I firmly believe that getting to know different types of people ultimately teaches you more about yourself than anything else. And what do millennials love more than self-reflection?
By Faith Bercier8 years ago in Humans
Distance Makes the Heart
I am currently in a modern day, long distance relationship. "K," as I will refer to my boyfriend from here on out, and I met through Instagram. That's right. He followed me, I followed him back. He liked my pics, I liked his back. Modern day insta flirting is what I like to call it. One thing led to another and now we are in an exclusive committed relationship. I'm living in California and K lives in North Carolina. He is in the military, a lifestyle I knew very little about starting off, and I am a nanny.
By Page Rhodes8 years ago in Humans
