hazard2zombies
hazard2zombies
hazard2zombies

You know, I’m SO happy all the armchair psychiatrists came out to respond. I’ve learned so much!

Yes. If I don’t respond to him just being like “heyyyy” and having a boner, that is me “turning him down” when really if he was just a little more up front and put in a little effort I’d be into it. So then it has to be me being like “HEY I WANT TO HAVE SEX NOW!” for it to happen. Which is frustrating.

I’m one of the shrugger offers, although I’d say I have quite a high sex drive and would happily ravage Mr Hamsters on a daily basis. He’s got PTSD though, with long bouts of anxiety and depression, which completely kill his libido. The last time we had sex was December last year. I’m not saying I don’t miss sex but,

I read “vaginal tears” and couldn’t imagine why a vaguna would be crying.

I want to want to have sex more than I actually want to have sex.

As a member of the bepenised class, let me tell everyone that you can tell me that I don’t have to respond, but I will anyway because I am anal about text message responses.

YES THIS. I’ll give kudos where it’s due, it was my husband (then not-quite boyfriend) who was the direct one and me who spent months freaking out about it cause I’d only ever dated shitheels who just didn’t have an emotionally available bones in their bodies. But once I absorbed the fact that him telling me he really

On a second date about ten years ago, I said to the guy sitting across from me, “So, I like you, you’re totally awesome. But I’m not looking just for a fun time, I’m looking for a long term relationship. I mean, I’m dating other people and I’m not saying we have to be serious, but generally speaking I’m ready to

I dipped a toe into online dating - my profile picture is of me infront of Westminster Abbey, fully clothed (ha). I get messages like, “I have an eight-inch cock”. Not even “Hi! I have an eight-inch cock”. Seriously? I haven’t even had my coffee yet, and you’re discussing the merits of your genitalia? (removes toe)

I agree with this, yeah. The man I’m dating now, as in the past month and a half, never made a move on me, even in later dates, even on the date where I was in the backyard of his apartment drinking wine at midnight. He just kept stalling and saying random things and I have to admit, even though it was part nerves I’m

I like to run my mouth after I get off work. Idk, chattering helps me relax. I’m like “omg look at the cat blah blah blah watermelon I love watermelon blah blah blah Singing singing blah blah blah, singing songs to the cat blah blah blah.”

As a male id like to say this statement is false, if I read it I’d see that the message came from a vulnerable place and I’d feel obligated to respond. Guy was obviously just not very smart

I just tell my single friends that if someone likes you, they like you. No game playing, no waiting 3 days to call. Yes I'm smug married but I dated enough shitty guys to know. It really goes both ways.

What I have to offer is, uh, similar, but the opposite...? It was the second-to-last day of school and I was so relieved because that assholes Jordan had made my sixth grade awful. First he had made fun of me for being flat-chested, and when I very rapidly went from zero to C cup (adult bra department KILLED ME from

My mother was very prepared for my very first day of school - I was 4 years old - in all particulars but one: colouring pencils. She showed me my pencilcase with pencil, eraser, ruler, and one solitary red colouring pencil, and carefully explained that I was supposed to have colouring pencils, but there was only one.

Not my story but ... My husband and his brother attended the same experimental private school when they were small. One day my future brother-in-law decided to re-enact Jaws for his kindergarden class. To make things as realistic as possible, he jumped into the school’s koi pond and bit a live frog in two. Both boys

I was one of those ugly ducking girls for most of my hellish high school career but I did one of those stunning catch-up deals over summer between senior year and first year of community college. Learned to walk in heels, made a bunch of new friends (who were largely very attractive men also planning to attend the

I started kindergarten 2 weeks late because my birthday is 2 weeks after the cut off, but my mom wanted me out of the God damned house so she didn’t have to keep paying so much for daycare. So I start kindergarten as the new kid, and because I’m new, my teacher lets me hand out work sheets to everyone in class