Ok I have two issues with this:
A. You’re obviously using a copy of a picture you were using on pof when they had the stamp at the bottom. Now I’m not 100% on when pof and okc did away with those watermarks, but I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say it’s been long enough that you shouldn’t be using that photo as an accurate depiction of your appearance.
And more importantly B.:
Who the F is John?!!
Blue Ivy save me from dudes/or anyone, really, who refers to their friends by name without having explained, or even previously mentioned who or what “John” is.
I’ve been out with a couple guys like that and it drives me bonkers.
Yes, I’m a Cancer. No, I do not like sushi. Yes, Mall at Millennia is the best, my most favorite, fanciest, Orlando mall. Yes, this is a form letter (apparently so). And finally, yes, I rolled my eyes and thought “tmod”-which leads me to believe that if I’m disliking so many messages (all) that I receive, maybe I’m in the wrong business.
Ages ago i made a dummy pof profile so that I could see people R would send me. I didn’t have a picture up, and now I sporadically add one and take it down.
My username has the word Hannah in it, as I was listening to Ray Lamontagne at the time of profile creation. Because this can be confusing to some I added a little comment, clearly, at the end of my short, one paragraph profile.
I just wanted to share. This is someone new I’ve been talking to.
These are kind of amusing but I’m not exactly in a place where I can make fun of a bitch who cries after/during sex.
We tentatively have plans for Wednesday night. He’s also very hesitant to give me too much personal info because I guess some girl threatened to come to his work on the reg after he told her he wasn’t interested? I mean, his version so who knows what happened.
30, doesn’t drink, looks normal enough- I’m calling him Top Secret.
Ugh I’m in love. But he lives in Gainesville, which is actually only about 60 miles away. But due to the fact that the road system in the state of Florida is about as useful as an FSU grad, it takes almost three hours for me to get there. (have to take dinky roads with low speed limits)
A month ago I was supposed to hang out with Stripper Steakhouse but the morning of he said he got called into work. LIES. He then did not respond to a single text (I think I tried two or three times for maybe a week then gave up). He deleted his okc for a while, then last week I noticed he was back. Last night I decided to say something.
On Friday night my friend drove up from Miami and we went out.
I made a huge mistake. The only way I can stop myself from being embarrassed is to talk about it non stop to remove the stigma. I also flipped off some mean british man who said something DREADFUL about the men I was with, my friend spilled tequila all over me and there was a gentleman at the very end of the night that was THE SPITTING GD IMAGE of the actor that played Tracy Jordan’s fake son on 30 Rock. I kept saying “daaaaddy” in that creepy voice and the dude had no idea.
and I ended the night by calling Rox and apparently exclaiming repeatedly how much i love her. Oh and the piece de resistance, i wouldnt shut up to an ex(who was out with me and my friend) how much I loved him over and over. There might have been crying. I definitely won’t be showing my face at his house/to his roommates again, ever.