So-called male ‘pickup artists’ have been doing it for decades now. So, why couldn’t I?
If you make me split the bill on a date with you, don’t expect me to go out with you again.
Let’s not kid ourselves. It doesn’t take that long to reply to a text.
I’ve been told to dumb myself down and even dress dowdy so as not to scare guys off.
I’m a living, breathing, feeling woman. Not a robot.
All you need is a set of earphones and half an hour.
One involves licking the side of a stranger’s face in public.
Love, just like cupid, is stupid…
I pride myself on my self-confidence. Except when it comes to men.
It’s called “BATNA”, and it’s why I love being single now.
The date went so well. So, what went wrong? I had to find out.
I did not foresee how this would go down…
“I sat in his car while he spent an hour crying.”
Because an emoji is never just an emoji…