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Called on by a Gravedigger
Walking through the graveyard, I saw him walking afar off, with a rake in his hand. He was the most beautiful man I had seen in a while. Bald and bronzed, His magnanimous muscles and chiseled face glistened with sweat. I almost forgot why I was there, looking at that tall cool drink of awesomeness. I gathered myself quickly and approached my Grandmother's grave. She's the reason I'm in France in the first place. Nana Kay died 3 weeks ago, peacefully in her sleep, at 97 years old.
By Mary R Holt-Willis5 years ago in Confessions
Memories I Have Hidden For A Reason
Memories I Have Hidden For A Reason Now, I either had one to many drinks, or you are the person I am taking with to my grave, If you are lucky enough to be hearing these stories. Clearly its neither, I am to the max compacity of B-O-R-D-R-O-M. Either way, feel lucky, because things are about to get really juicy.
By Scarlett Rose 5 years ago in Confessions
“Swissy”
The first day of the rest of her life ended with a list and started with a glass of merlot. Olive had only been separated for a few short months. She had gone out on dates with a couple of men. She saw dating as a distraction from her life. The life was completely turned upside down and she saw no future with any of the men on “The List.” She joked with her friends and they even had made up nicknames for them. Dustin “The face", Jonsey " The coach”, and Micheal "the Viking”.
By Sulivan Street 5 years ago in Confessions
You Never Know
I recently joined this dating app called Blind Love. It’s pretty much online dating in the dark. No pictures, videos, or social media accounts allowed, only the person’s profile. Stupid right? At least that’s what I thought until all my friends ended up finding their currents boyfriends through the app. The app claims to have an algorithm that helps find individuals’ ideal matches according to their personality types and values. Every week the app gives you a new batch of matches. After you read their biographies, you can choose to swipe left (no) or right (yes) and start a conversation. The app recommends you build rapport with the other person for at least a month before you set up the First Meet. The First Meet is where you finally get to reveal what each other looks like. If you like what you see, you can choose to go on a first date with them. If you don’t, you can call it quits right there and then. So here I am, standing outside the entrance of a botanical garden waiting to meet a guy that for all I know, could look like Napoleon Dynamite. The guy’s name is Tony. We have been messaging for two months now. Out of all the guys I’ve corresponded with, Tony has made me feel most like myself. I am so nervous and I can’t seem to stop checking myself on my iPhone camera.
By Amira Nosmet5 years ago in Confessions
Memoirs of a Jezebel
It was 2018 and I was in a long distance relationship with my partner, Gus who lived in the Dallas, Texas. I was living in Queensland, Australia. I had met Gus when I was visiting a friend in Dallas and fell in love almost at first sight, when it was time for me to go home we could not bear to say our last goodbyes. So we didn't.
By Jessica Lachlan5 years ago in Confessions
The Best Date I Never Had
As I sit and stare at the menu of a moderately expensive Italian restaurant, I wonder if my date is ever going to show up. I’m at the end of my 3 month free trial with a dating app I never wanted to join in the first place, and every single one of the dates I’ve gone on so far has been a dud. Between the nagging of my best friend and the constant reminders from my mother that I’m not getting any younger, I decided to throw my hat in the ring of online dating.
By Jessica Nicole5 years ago in Confessions
Red Flags
After I broke up with my ex, I went on a string of first dates that were bizarre, but always ended for principled reasons. The first was a man I had met on the dating app Tinder. Jake was tall, with dark hair and a friendly smile. We exchanged witty banter for a few days then agreed to meet at a bar in Astoria. We met up on the street corner, shook hands, and started walking towards Freddie’s Wine Bar. While we were walking he asked me if I worked out and when I told him I did, he asked how I liked to work out. At the time I rarely went to a yoga class and ran several times a week. “Yeah I can tell, you’re pretty skinny,” he said, which should have been a red flag him triggering me about my weight. But I let the date continue.
By Sarah Frances Hicks5 years ago in Confessions
The Gym
Left. Left. Left. “Ugh”. I feel like all of these dating apps are the same. I’m seeing all the same people writing the same things in all of their profiles. I mean I do the same but, that’s beside the point. I think I’ve tried at least ten so far. I shouldn’t be surprised this is a dud, yet I am. This is what I get for reading so many romance novels as a child.
By IntrovertedExrovert5 years ago in Confessions
