He had me pluck the hair off the back of his shoulders and he started popping the pimples I couldn’t reach around my ears. You have to be truly dedicated to someone to do such disgusting things for each other.
— Sandy
Postscript: Almost three years later we are still together and expecting our first child.
I have issues with wet paper. It’s just gross to me. Can’t stand it. We were out to eat at a Mexican place and when they brought me my super messy burrito it was in a basket lined with paper. I sat for a second trying to figure out how I was going to eat it too embarrassed to say anything when he left the table and came back with a plate for me. He said “I knew you’d be uncomfortable eating that so I got you a plate.”
— Wet Paper Hater
Postscript: We were together four years. Didn’t work out but I never forgot that.
He was a boy that played in a church band, was a year older and amazing. I’d seen him at church all the time and thought he so cute. We were miraculously in the same biology class and my heart just turned over when as we were dissecting a pig he said “Smile , it stops the gag reflex.” And then proceeded to smile . No words could be sweeter. No expression more beautiful. No sense of love has overcome me like this.
—Talisa
Postscript: He still doesn’t know who I am. Well, not really anyway. But he’s amazing no matter. My hope is in the idea of one day….
For a date, we went shooting at a range. I knew he was special because I worried about looking silly with a gun.
—Marie
Postscript: We live together now and have had vague talks about getting married.
We met on a forum. He only said hello because my profile said I liked Stephen King and tattoos. It was a 4-hour conversation that day. We were both ending bad relationships and not looking to start a new one, especially not with 22 hours of driving time between us. So, it was e-mails, cam dates, and phone calls. Within a month, we were hooked and he wanted to see if we were as real in person as we were online. After 3 months of frequent visits, I moved to be with him. That was in 2003.
—Mrs. W.
Postscript: We married in July 2007, and things have not changed. We enjoy life together and are as into each other as we were on day 1.
The original plan: Meet up with a nice Jewish boy I met online (J-Date.com), schmooze, booze and breakfast in bed. Unfortunately, I suspected breakfast wouldn’t be kosher….so I ditched his ass, and met a nice Christian boy instead. He serenaded me with the lyrics, “I know who I want to take me home,” and from then on, I vowed to never J-Date again.
—Cud and Clove
Aftermath: Four weeks later, I’m still waiting for him to take me home…but things are definitely looking good!
I was on MySpace looking for a friend of mine. I typed in his name and a bunch of people with the same name came up…of course. The picture on his MySpace looked a lot like it could possibly be my friend so I messaged him. Later that evening I received an email from him letting me know that he wasn’t the guy I was looking for. I replied back with an apology. So he messaged back asking me questions about myself and thought I was beautiful. So we wrote back and forth for a few days then we decided to exchange numbers. After 4 long months of texting and hours of talking on the phone we decided to meet. He came over to my place to watch a movie. Things went perfect! He was so respectful! We were sitting close and as I looked over at him to make a silly face… he leaned in to kissed me… we couldn’t stop. He held me so tight… I could feel his heart beat. I pulled myself away because I knew he was leaving for a few months and I didn’t want to get hurt.
I met another man while he was gone and I messed up. Married him 1.5 days after we met. Not the smartest thing. Even though I was married, the name I met on MySpace kept in touch as friends… emailing or texting secretly. Just to see if all was well. We always had this amazing connection and no matter if I deleted him off my MySpace or changed my number… some how we always found each other. My husband and I split and the moment he heard that we both wanted back into each other lives. 3.5 yrs later we remain great friends.
Just a few days ago I got a text from him saying “The stars are finally on our side baby!” I can honestly say I stopped breathing for a minute and had to reread the text 100 times. I knew I loved him when I read it for the 100th time and I felt the same as I did reading it the 1st time. I went to see him that night . . . things changed for us. We still aren’t ready… but things are amazing how they are! It’s been the best 3.5 yrs of my life getting to know this man! If this is what True Love feels like… im the luckiest girl in the world!
—Rita
Postscript: We’ve never made love… but when we do… it will be amazing!
