It's not who you are to the world, it's who you are to me. It's not how many times I say I love you... it's how much I really do.
Dear Mr Romantic. Thanks for your email. Er, who the dickens are you? Seriously? Well, I'll tell you who I am. To the world, I am a single girl looking for a single boy for love, laughs and possibly a lifetime. To you, however, I am the girl that was ever so slightly repulsed by your vomit-inducing copy and paste attempt at wooing a total stranger that she sends a bilious attempt at a response, before getting even more bilious in the bathroom. Yours, nauseously
Desperate times call for desperate measures friends. Gone are the days of meeting your future spouse at a wedding or at work. Oh no. Nowadays, it's either e-dating or no dating. I'm not ashamed to admit to being an internet dating tourist, and one thing that impresses/distresses me more than anything are some of the messages that wheedle their way into my inbox. And some of these are just too good to be left unacknowledged. So here they are, in all their glory. Plus the replies I never sent.
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04 January 2011
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