There’s no use discussing tastes when it comes to partners. However, there are things we can all agree that are very attractive in potential love interests. While there are many red flags in dating to keep an eye out, these following qualities are definite green flags. If you’re open to dating and want to catch a true “trophy”, here are a few things that make people into a total catch: Compassion and patience It’s very comforting and attractive to have a person full of compassion and patience for your antiquesRead More
Intimate relationships require hard work and commitment which is something many people fail to acknowledge. The honeymoon period in the early stages of a relationship tends to die down as the relationship progresses, which leaves space for resentment and frustration to take hold. Additionally, as time goes on, passion often takes second place because a routine and day-to-day life become more important. Many couples don’t know how to recognize these moments, which is why they opt to cheat or break up. Awakening the passion also requires patience and honesty, soRead More
Finding love- one of the ultimate journeys we take during our lifetime. Some people have success early on their lives, before online dating became mainstream or even before smart phones were the norm. Now people are connected to their phones and going without it for even a few hours is considered “going off the grid.” We manage funds through it, exchange money between friends, call a personal transportation service, and even potentially meet our soul mate. When I first moved to a new city, I decided to give OKCupid aRead More
I want to lie on the grass. I need to be connected to something that isn’t people buzzing, or the untangling of old loves in written form, both analytical and emotional — twenty-three pages long. To something that isn’t death, or tension, or burdens that don’t belong to me, but that I’ll carry strong and true. Is this how Holden felt? Is this how a mental break begins? One moment you’re in a museum and the next you must lie on the grass. (No matter if 6,787.5 dogs have urinatedRead More
Dear Sir, I’m not scared. I know how it begins, at least. San Francisco isn’t synonymous with shy. There’s a lack of permanence to this city that must exist in the fog. It will fall apart. It will end. When? I don’t know. It’s never predictable. I’m not scared of you, this time, your skinny frame. Yes, you’re another one. You have a Southern accent. And beard stubble that scrapes my chin. And one of your front teeth is quite charming in its crookedness. Your vocabulary is more advanced thanRead More
You’ve cried. You’ve consumed more pints of ice cream than anyone with a slight dairy allergy should. You’ve watched Sex and the City, the movie, seven times, but only until Mr. Big leaves Carrie at the altar, er, the New York library. You’ve empathized with her complete emotional demolishment while she has a weird piece of bird jewelry on her head. You’ve fully mastered the art of sleeping in the center of the bed, but you still haven’t done your laundry because you know there are three of his shirtsRead More
The best story ever told was between someone’s fingertip and their beloved’s skin- a love story of some sort or the tale of two individuals coming together. The only thing more epic than the beginning of a love story is the ending- the final touch or the end of the caress. In today’s society, it seems as though the only thing being touched is the screen on a smart phone to start a text message, and sometimes, the ending of an affair isn’t even granted that courtesy. From my datingRead More
You’d kiss me at the front door — lips cold from a few blocks walk with San Francisco wind, your cigarette boy sweater lingering on your shoulders. I have to wonder now, how many times did you fuck me right after? How many times did you throw pillows on my floor like plates meant to break afterwards? Right after you addressed her emotional bids? Her tears? With one of your “infamous pep talks”? How many of your ‘I love you’s were straddled between messages to her, affirming your ex-girlfriend’s needs throughRead More
When I think about what a person wants to read about, what is entertaining, slightly taboo and not attainable every day, what takes effort, has a distinct scent and is not an article about relationships about Bruce, I mean Caitlyn Jenner, I can only think of one thing. If we were stripped of our societal normalcies: Tinder, kombucha, and brunch, it would still play a prevalent role in our lives. Birds do it. Bees do it. Fourteen-year-old boys wonder when they’ll do it. Twenty-four year old men do it likeRead More
We’re all looking for love, but ladies, we’ve been looking in the wrong places!! It’s time to get practical and kill two birds with one stone. Your love life can be romantic and functional. Set yourself up for success and get the most out of your relationships! Here are some men to consider being attracted to: The Mechanic Mechanics have a reputation for being sleazy and giving you the go-around. I know as much about open heart surgery as I do about cars, so it’s pretty easy to deceiveRead More
All’s fair in love in your twenties where rules are meant to be broken and mistakes are meant to be made (except where condoms are concerned). I’m officially past the point that’s considered “mid-twenties,” by numerical definition — as “mid” generally signifies, um, the middle of something. I haven’t had a one-night stand with a narcissistic writer with mommy issues, and an awful name like, let’s say, Donald, in awhile. (This may have something to do with having a boyfriend who smokes cigarettes after Sunday morning hikes. The one withRead More
He had a strong jaw with an athletic build. He seemed endearing and kind, but with a bit of an edge to him also. We were members of corporate America and walked the same streets of the city. I liked what I saw, so I swiped right. It was a match! It wasn’t until afterwards that I realized I probably should’ve swiped left. We chatted and sent normal people messages, an idea so foreign in the Tinder realm. He would be the first guy I might actually meet from thisRead More
I have considered myself a feminist for an extremely long time now, and a very passionate one at that. As a Gender Studies major in university, a woman of colour, and a minority within a couple of essential aspects, I have found myself coming to the realization that it will take a hell of a lot of effort to change the world as it is today. To abolish misogyny, raise awareness, and bring women/minorities up to the level of the white capitalist supremacist heteropatriarchy are all far-fetched dreams of mine,Read More
I am in a transition phase. One where I’m not single, but I’m not in a relationship either. This means that I do not want a boyfriend, or someone exclusive, or a relationship for a long, long time. I am at that point in my life where I actually need to focus on me. I barely came out of my last relationship in one piece so I need to work on putting myself back together, and figuring out who I am. It is for this reason, and this reason only,Read More
When you start dating someone truly fantastic, a weird thing happens.
Your heart swells and you become acutely aware of how happy and excited and nervous you are all the time. You have this fullness that you never really knew you were lacking, but you like it. When you go through a break up with someone in a truly gut-wrenching fashion, a weird thing happens.
That swollen heart can shatter into a hundred thousand different pieces and those shards of your broken heart travel through your body and begin poking atRead More
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