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Top 10 Online Dating Profiles. Top Story - April 2021.
I have been happily married for nearly 15 months. I’m happy that my time on dating sites is over, and I’m thrilled that I met Bruce! Is it wrong that sometimes I miss looking at dating profiles?
By Danell Boyles TeNyenhuis Black5 years ago in Confessions
A Drunken Bad Time
I will never live this night down because it happened in front of my whole family and the family that would be connected to my family. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion and I guess I was the one trying to live my best life even though I don't remember the whole thing.
By Brian Anonymous5 years ago in Confessions
FOR ME
FOR ME When things are up and down in your life sometimes you can not think straight. When I started work it was a great job, but it was downtown. Parking became so expensive I decided to carpool. So, I put out an ad around work to see if anyone lived in my area. Took the bus a few times but when the full moon would come out that was the end of public transportation. People could write books about the things that happen on the bus or on the way to work.
By Denise Dick5 years ago in Confessions
This Story Really Happened.
It was spring in Las Vegas. April, the year 2011. I would consider myself a reasonably bright individual. Resourceful, for sure, the outdoors type-more yes than no. Christina, a good friend, and I had recently worked ourselves into somewhat of a hiking frenzy, or the beginning of one. We headed out to Red Rock Canyon around 10 am to get a “quick” hike in before our day in the busy city life got started. We chose a loop trail that should have only taken us a few hours. Perfect to get ourselves going on that crisp Las Vegas morning. Trying to escape the "madness in every direction, at any hour" or so Hunter S. Thompson, the author of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, would describe the lifestyle.
By Franchessica Hannawacker 5 years ago in Confessions
Bardot Contre Merlot
He was someone whom I had met on The Internet and had come to crave meeting up with again and again and again. Today, at the last moment, we made plans to get together later this evening. I didn't want this date to be regular. It should be extra pleasant, romantic, full of intrigue.
By Gina The Ballerina5 years ago in Confessions
The Big Ask
In 2013, I had a major crush on one of my friends. I hesitate to say I was in love with him, but I really cared about him. A whole bunches a lot. I might have loved him had he returned my feelings, but he only saw me as a friend. It’s not a particularly novel tale. You’ve probably heard it before. Certainly nothing to write home and tell the wife and kids about, assuming you have a wife and kids. If so, lucky you.
By Navaris Darson5 years ago in Confessions
The Perfect Date
Sta After being chronically single for five years and having not been on any kind of outting that slightly resembled a date in two, I was reluctant but enthusiastic about having dinner with a guy I'd met on Facebook eight months earlier. Tyimbe St. Mitchell. This brother was fine. Poised. Ran his own business. TSM Trucking and Transportation Services company. Which he had recently expanded. Only one previous marriage, yielding two beautiful children. Polite, spiritual, soft spoken, he painted for fun, mostly nature scenes, ran a few marathons over his lifeline and he was a home owner. We talked for hours and he faced timed with me every night before going to bed.
By Alysia Sanders5 years ago in Confessions
Has Anybody Seen My Dignity?
My life is a sitcom. I say that because it's comical. At least once a day, others are laughing at my expense and I can eventually laugh along with them, but it takes a minute to get over the initial sting of whatever shameful thing I've done most recently. Every new embarrassment comes with a little joy ride down memory lane. It's super fun. I get to relive all of my very best bloopers, and reflect on how much of a train wreck I am.
By Emily Bartlett5 years ago in Confessions
Flipping out
It was the summer school holiday, sun shining, no school or chasing the bell, what are some school kids to do? The possibilities are endless. From going to the mall to indulge on hours of literally nothing, hanging around in corners in our little cliques, trying to meet with girls from the neighboring schools. Or maybe the beach, its fun, there’s sand and water, to add sweetness to the taste you can slide your tongue on a frozen cold dairy concoction. But on this faithful day, me, my best friend and brother decided it was time to start training as a ninja. I don’t know why, but teenage boys really like ninjas. Could be ‘cause they look so cool and mysterious, covered from head to toe, eyes the only part exposed to the world, I like to think its so the victim gets a last glimpse of their reflection in the ninjas eyes, as the shuriken hits its mark. Admittedly, I was a big fan of the show Naruto, yeah, yeah, you know of it!! candidly speaking I would even run to places in that all distinctive style, popularized by the show, hands hanging behind you as if you’re about to take flight, the wind under your heel, as a grown man, the mental image is quite embarrassing, but thats not the embarrassing story I am here to tell you.
By Fernando5 years ago in Confessions
Falling Down Is Not Just For Humpty Dumpty
In the spirit of not having any regrets in life, I wish to make an embarrassing health confession. I was stressed out from my part-time retail job back in December 2020. Heck, it wasn't even Christmas yet, and the company's head office team from another state were coming to visit the two stores in Sydney; and the pressure was mounting. Just leave us alone were my thoughts back at the time; particularly as the two stores I worked at kept the business alive during the pandemic. Cleaning and serving a consistent boat load of customers (it certainly felt like it at the time) on my own the day prior to this accident in a tiny shop was stressful; as well as juggling my UX Design freelance work (with one ongoing client at the time). On the morning of my fall, I had to come into work at 6am, in order to help them finish the clean up efforts. That three-hour shift dragged on, and lo and behold 9am came, and I could not rush home fast enough to get changed into a loose, summery dress with thongs, and meet my partner, and then head to the beach together. He had no regrets by quitting his law job a few weeks prior.
By Justine Crowley5 years ago in Confessions
The Oblivious Young Husband
“Don’t worry honey,” the older lady at the wedding rehearsal dinner leaned over the table conspiratorially and whispered to me, “he’ll learn tact one day.” First off, she was referring to my husband, the best man at the wedding. And second of all, she was wrong. I don’t think he ever did!
By Maria Calderoni5 years ago in Confessions
