I did my usual searching, messaging, and IMing but on this site, I received not one response, which I found perplexing. I was just as hip and trendy as the other singles on the site – I fit right in. Except for one small thing – my skin was brown.
I thought to myself “Well, yeah, I had this devious master plan and all, but last night was fun. She was amazing. Why the hell wouldn’t I want to see her again?” I spent that weekend texting her so much that I didn’t have the time to log into my account and set up all those other dates I envisioned.
When we feel insecure about the reality that is us, we make things up to fill the gap between where and who we’d like to be, and where and who we really are.
Dating is embarrassing, especially when you’ve got to pitch your best romantic qualities to an anonymous rabble using only a series of Rorschach questionnaires and a thoroughly censored handful of photographs.
We’ve designed an elegant, fluid, intuitive experience that makes meeting new people in the real world simpler than ever.
The new Fake Facebook Girlfriend service recently profiled in the Atlantic is not only morally questionable, it’s completely overpriced.
Nondisclosure of a piece of information so huge makes it seem like there’s a reason they’re not being up front.
Just in case you needed a dose of thankfulness for just how far digital dating has come! (And that mullets are no longer in style.)
Serial online dating has little to do with the boundless choices of the Internet, and everything to do with the guy who’s surfing them.
A photo doesn’t show how his eyes sparkle when he smiles, or how her hair smells like strawberries — nor how he likes to grab the door for you, or blushes if you give him a compliment.