And obviously their misconceptions were hilarious and adorable.
If you're like me, you've had enough of playing the waiting game and are preparing to bust love's door down with an axe.
We all know lame ass, insecure couples who don't trust each other one bit and go through each other's phones playing "I Spy Some Foul Shit" all day.
Is having 4 sexual partners too many? I don't want guys to think I'm a slut and not want to date me when they find out my number.
I’ve learned going to the movies on the first date is the one of the most awkward experiences you can have -- the worry over when he’s going to hold my hand or put his arm around my shoulder.
Some of the love, dating and relationship posts on Secret are so sentimental, so bizarre, so shallow and so thirsty that if you added them all up you'd have yourself one silly romantic comedy where the guy runs through an airport and the girl finally forgives him for eating rocky road ice cream.
Tip those fedoras, kiddies, you're about to get out of the friendzone.
Today, I was pissed off. Like mad beyond belief. I can't find my Michael Kors watch that I got from Stephen for Christmas. That's when "Let It Be" came on my shuffle. It was like someone was calling from my radio and telling me to drop it.
Being equipped with these facts may change your approach to getting your special someone.
There are very specific things a guy thinks when it comes to what a girl paints her face with.
Not the DTF you know from Superbad, but rather he's down to fun with any of the women with whom he's matched.
Whether you’re a hopeless romantic who is always looking for a boyfriend or a “boss ass bitch” who has never needed a man, once you start to like a guy, a lot of your common sense goes right out the window.
So my ex and I broke up, like, three years ago. Right now we are both in a relationship with other people. But he has honestly been on my mind for three whole years now.
Awkward silence is the leading cause of death for decent dates. Things are going really well until suddenly you both realize you have nothing to talk about.
I have a new guy in my life and I like him a lot. We have fun together and the sex is off the chains. But he dropped a bomb on me last week; he told me he is bi-sexual.
You will not believe what you are about to see.
Sure, it could be your stinky feet or the fact that you're a heinous b*tch to small children, but you could also be guilty of this one bedroom no-no.
I believe in the deepest depths of my heart that every woman has, or will, wake up in the bed of someone with the immense feeling of, "Crap. Now what?"
"Shall we begin the ritual fellatio?" You ask. "It only happens once a year," He says.
Snapchat him your knees. The bee's knees.
The silver lining is that we've all been there. Sisters in regret. Crusaders in a post-margarita haze. Fighting the good fight...or at least fighting the line to get an everything bagel with cream cheese.
My 8 month sort-of relationship ended and I was bored (kidding, I was dumped via text and was ugly crying while watching Laguna Beach all week). A friend suggested I download Tinder for some eye candy or a potential hookup.
I eat a banana everyday, I am also a ho. Coincidence?!
So, I have this guy friend and we've been sleeping together for several years now. It's been an on an off again thing for a long time.
The summer comes with hella free time and one (or a couple...we don't judge) new love prospects to fool around with during that free time. You'd be a fool to not take advantage of the two and do some serious hooking up while you can.