I’ve found it a bit more challenging to read the interest of my dates as the cultural norms are not what I’m used to.
Kisses are like dates, I swear you don’t appreciate the good ones until you’ve had a REALLY BAD ONE.
After our first date I could have never guessed how the rest of the week would go.
This happens in the movies but do people actually do this in real life?
While I wasn’t on fire, a modern take on stop, drop and roll seemed appropriate.
When there are so many matches and potential conversations, those that offer to meet up with a tangible plan seem the most promising.
I don’t like to believe the worst about people but I should have wised up sooner.
The tree starts shaking as this giant chunk of wild bacon is clearly in need of a midnight snack.
We stayed a while, just enjoying each other company knowing but never mentioning that we would likely never see each other again.
I do believe there’s something freeing about telling someone your secrets knowing that you won’t see them again.