If I Spend 3-4 Hours Writing and Editing This Article, Do You Think She Will Have Texted Me Back By Then?
What Michelle needs to realize is that I’m not here to waste my time. But until she texts back, that's exactly what I'll be doing.
What Michelle needs to realize is that I’m not here to waste my time. But until she texts back, that's exactly what I'll be doing.
The Occupant begins his own thorough cleaning of his apartment. Girlfriend refuses to help, instead deciding to go to the Farmer’s Market and then to a yoga class.
Mom wasn’t crazy about the idea of me dating thirty women at once. She said I’d practically be living with a "harem."
Saundra was a hot mess of whirlwind crazy. If this was God's match for me, I shuddered to think who Satan would have picked out.
I've cracked the case wide open. It all traces back to the 1998 Tropical Para-Dance at Windy Meadow Middle School.
She is afraid of commitment, but at the same time she wants to rush things. Once things are Facebook official, it only gets crazier.
There are a few times a year when I have the energy to have sex, but contrary to popular belief, I'm not having all the sex.
Asking a girl to the inauguration is a rite of passage for teens, but everybody says they're going "as a group" this year, and I can't find a stupid date.
I’m an adventurous soul who is unafraid to eat things - terrible, weird things - in order to prove my affections for a potential suitor.
Single this holiday season? Feeling lonely beside your no-bake marshmallow casserole at the last friendsgiving? Peep these recipes!
It was on my twelfth “cheat” sign-in to a dating site when I saw something that seemed utterly impossible: I matched with myself.
You don't need to write me a poem or say something witty, but if you're boring I can't help myself: I'm going to mess with you.