Mr. Holy Grail

When this idea occurred to me, I knew it was the equivalent of trading crack for cocaine. I wasn't going to solve any problems by summoning the devil, but I would certainly curb the habit that's been crippling and holding me hostage for the past year. I decided to bargain my soul for some peace,…

Mr. Spoiled

There's a little magic in dating the boys you'd never consider. I'm not sure why that is, it just IS. I lose that nervous chaos that threatens to drown me when I'm not excited to go on a date. I'm able to just be myself and experience it for what it is.... Torture. Internet dating…

Sincerity.

He knocked on the door and I was surprised to see his pretty face as I opened it. Completely powerless to that grin and the way he wounds me with it. Still really pissed off at him and not amused that he thinks he's so hilarious when I'm so clearly fuming mad. He held out…

Oops.

My friends have been collectively rolling their eyes at me since January. I am wasting my time missing the wrong guy and I know that. I would love to not be, but that's beyond my control. So I sit around burning silently, with no end in sight. Ever the optimist, I am trying to find…

Not another first date.

I'd seriously considered hand picking the weirdos again. That was moderately entertaining and made for some hilarious reading to go back to when I'm feeling lonely. I kept trying to force myself to shift gears into dating or making some semblance of an effort to stop the eternal comparison between He-whom-I-want-so-badly and Mr. whoever is…