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January 16, 2019

There were a lot of signs. Red flags that I shouldn’t move forward. Shouldn’t pursue the attractive, talented, muse of a man who was showing interest in me. The signs were there, sent as a attachment on every text and email. For god's sake, he sent me fucking “Lossin’...

October 9, 2018

He had the type of name that screamed, “I was in a fraternity!” Unsurprisingly to everyone, he really was. For the purpose of anonymity, we’ll call him Sebastian. I stumbled across Sebastian’s profile on Tinder almost immediately after deciding to rejoin. I didn’t norm...

September 1, 2017

It all started with a text, “So… I read the new one… So many questions.” Even with us having just met, at least in an official capacity, he didn't dive straight into sex questions. Which to say is a rarity would still be a massive understatement. He won me over, radiat...

August 4, 2017

As if this needed to be stated. Not just because my face was covered with it, but because of the absurd sound he proceeded to make while doing so. If only I had known this moment was about to occur for recording purposes, or soundbite references. However, since I dropp...

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