Dear Mr. Undercover,
I may have popped your online dating cherry, but when it comes to meeting up with virtual connections I am a lot more promiscuous than you. I have learned a few lessons the hard way, all of which I ignored when you suggested to meet.
- Lesson 1: Never trust a profile with only one picture.
- Lesson 2: Continue reading
Dear Mr. Rich,
Sometimes I think about how different my life could have been, if I had been a gold-digger. We’d be living in your gorgeous three-story house, and you’d probably have convinced me I wouldn’t need to work but just allowed me to indulge in my at times quirky passions. All I basically had to do, was be your trophy girlfriend. I can still barely comprehend how wealthy you already are at such a young age. But though you might have the money, I guess I’m more attracted to treasures than wealth. So what kind of treasure hunting am I into? Continue reading
Dear Mr. Pupil,
Maybe I was naïve to think you actually came to the classes I was teaching because you wanted to learn to dance. Maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised when you told me the main reason you were there every lesson was so you could shamelessly check out my ass. Maybe I should have stayed professional and respected the teacher-pupil relationship. But I’m so glad I didn’t. Continue reading
Dear Mr. Love,
When I saw the Buzzfeed post on what it feels like to love someone you’ve never dated, I started to feel tears burning my eyes. I don’t think I ever loved anyone as intensely as I did you, yet officially we were never more than ‘just friends’. Continue reading
Dear Mr. Kinesthetic Genius,
Whenever I hear somebody say you can tell what somebody’s like in bed by watching them dance, I think of you. Yet the first time I saw you, you weren’t dancing. You were teaching boys how to do summersaults on the beach. You made it look effortless; take a few steps, jump, float for a bit as you circle around yourself and land on your feet again. Smiling. Without breaking a sweat.
The second time I saw you, you boldly introduced yourself by kissing me directly on the lips. Continue reading
Dear Mr. Joker,
Though dating should supposedly be fun, it at times can be frustrating, disappointing, and energy consuming. At times I’ve had to search deeply for a little bit of hope, and motivate myself to get on a dating site again to go through endless profiles hoping for that special match. There are plenty of articles that tell you how to maximize your chances by designing your profile a certain way, or giving tips on the content of those first introductory messages. My personal annoyances? Continue reading
Dear Mr. Hero,
Sometimes, in difficult times, the mere thought you exist, makes me less lonely. I guess it’s because of how we met. There aren’t many situations where I feel so alone as when sick. And this particular time it felt as if my body had betrayed me. All it could do was throw up and beg me to lie down on something that didn’t move. Add the fact that I was in a foreign country, with an important train to catch at the other side of the city and you can imagine how lost and lonely I felt. But then, as I sat on that platform waiting for the right train to come, there was you. Continue reading