When does being single end?

Quick question: when does being single end? Or rather, when does dating end? Maybe dating should come to a close at 38 years old? Just throwing that out there. You gave it a good go, a real honest effort. You met people, fell in love, learned a few things along the way, got rejected a

Socks + dating

You know when you have an old pair of socks that you just can’t get rid of? They look good at-a-glance, but after taking a closer look you can see the wear and tear on sole. Perhaps there’s no holes yet, but it’s only a matter of time. The problem is you have hope these

Don’t go back to his place on the first date

There’s this TikTok video that’s gone viral. Have you seen it? A twenty-five-year-old woman meets this guy via Tinder. The first date ends up being a movie and hangouts at his place. When he wants to get frisky, she denies him, he gets pissed and lectures her about how she should give it up because

that funky spunk

Reader beware, this is going to be unappetizing. Yup. That’s right, we’re talking about semen. I don’t know about you, but I’ve had my share of funky tasting spunk, jizz, cum, spooge, whatever you want to call it. And you never know what you’re going to get when you’re with a new lover. The mental

universal tests

To prove you are in alignment with your intentions is determined by if we pass or fail a series of universal tests laid out in front of us. This is how it works: The magic of the cosmos will present us with a circumstance in order to gauge how intent we are on our intentions. I

What are your dating standards?

Let’s take a moment to talk about DATING STANDARDS Sticking to my dating standards during the pandemic has been difficult, or rather, I’ve been lazy. Bypassing the tinder texting phase and almost instantly sharing my phone number, bypassing my social media non-share practices and sharing my online life with a stranger, bypassing the feel-the-vibe-out phone

It’s like looking in a mirror

Anytime I find myself in the bathroom of a new beau, I give myself a second look in the mirror. It’s that “here we go again” kinda look. And in each bathroom mirror I think “maybe this is the one? maybe this is the last time I’ll catch myself in the mirror of a new