dating

All about dating. First dates, three years into a relationship, Tinder, and more.

  • Alina Gallupe
    Published 2 years ago
    The Next One Will Be Better

    The Next One Will Be Better

    How bad can he really be?
  • Vicki Fleming
    Published 2 years ago
    My Worst Date

    My Worst Date

    #MyWorstDate
  • Kristine Mims
    Published 2 years ago
    Blowing Air

    Blowing Air

    This story starts out in eighth grade. All the best middle stories do, at least in my experience. All the worst ones, too.
  • Sheryl Cunliffe
    Published 2 years ago
    The Modern Dating Game (Continued)

    The Modern Dating Game (Continued)

    So there I was a few months out of my only adult relationship wondering how the hell I would ever connect deeply with someone of the opposite sex again. You become so comfortable with one person over 17 years that it seemed impossible to me that I would know the first thing about how to behave with someone new.
  • Michelle F
    Published 2 years ago
    The First and Last Date

    The First and Last Date

    The dreaded bad date. Everyone has experienced them at one point or another in life. We dream of that first date going beautifully. We go out with hopes of a romantically memorable time. We then want to call up our best friend the next morning and spill details about how perfect it was. Before we know it, we are secretly envisioning a possible future together with this sudden special someone. However, sometimes life does not paint the picture we would have liked it to.
  • Kristine Mims
    Published 2 years ago
    “Do You Want Your Chicken Fingers?”

    “Do You Want Your Chicken Fingers?”

    Back in middle school, I had a little crush on a guy... I’ll call him Jake.
  • Nicky
    Published 2 years ago
    Relationship Issues
  • Freddy Zalta
    Published 2 years ago
    Date from Hell: 06/06/06

    Date from Hell: 06/06/06

    I received a call from an ex-lover who was now seeing someone I was friends with from the past.
  • Alexander Quaresma
    Published 2 years ago
    Night of the Gargoyle
  • C.G. Remmet
    Published 2 years ago
    Electric Feel

    Electric Feel

    So much has happened. So many hours have gone by.
  • Carrie Smurl
    Published 2 years ago
    The All Too Familiar Tale of Two Lovers

    The All Too Familiar Tale of Two Lovers

    It’s Friday night. You’re off work and your friends have all planned a night out on the town. You’re dressed in the latest fashion and everyone takes a Snapchat selfie before they leave in the Uber to let everyone know “what’s up.” You get to the bar/concert/event or whatever it is, have a couple drinks and some fun and maybe even meet someone worth talking to for more than 5 minutes. He’s cute, he’s in a band, studying at a top university and is extremely well read. You hit it off so well that you end up going on a couple more dates the following weeks and you may even end up sleeping together a few times. After a few weeks maybe even months of seeing each other you start expressing how happy he makes you and how you love spending time together, and he may even return these feelings. Then weird things start to happen... he starts hitting you with "no replies" or maybe he’s seemingly always busy. You've been ghosted. He made you feel like things were going well and the sex was great! Now he doesn’t even have the balls to tell you how he really feels... so you have get over how great you imagined a relationship could be with someone you finally thought you connected with, and move on.
  • Maya Camren
    Published 2 years ago
    We Talked About Rocks...

    We Talked About Rocks...

    I guess you could say that I was feeling quite excited about this date. We have been texting for quite a while and we seemed to be hitting it off pretty well. So when he invited me to go hiking and see the fall foliage, I was pretty pumped. I got ready and put on my best looking pair of work out pants, the ones that made my booty look very nice, and a cute black t-shirt and my new grey and black sneakers. I pulled my hair up into a tight ponytail and grabbed my black Nike drawstring bag, I was ready.