Late twenties, lesbian and single could be a good mix of ingredients for an amateur blog, or at least are great keywords for search engine optimization since it seems that 70% of the content on the Internet is porn...
However, if you came across this blog looking for some real sex lesbian stories you have come to the wrong place. I'm sorry to disappoint you... I'm just a lonely "pretending-to-be adult" (with a small Peter Pan complex) gay girl that is bored and has decided to dedicate her time to writing as doesn't have anyone to cuddle with on the sofa on a Sunday evening.
I started a blog with all my online dating miseries as there are two things that I´m really passionate about (and possibly everyone else that is my age and shares my relationship status...): LOVE and STORIES. Isn't love what everyone is trying to find? Are we having a love-rush fever these days? Is love overrated?
In any case, I think that writing my stories will be a good reflective exercise for me as it might help me to gain some perspective and inside on "what is wrong with me?" and why I seem to be unable to meet someone despite all my efforts.
Also, I thought that perhaps, sharing my experiences with strangers might help other people to see homosexuality and online dating as something "normal" (intended ironic use of quotation marks since I wonder WHAT is normal anyway).
Moreover, I wish that perhaps my blog will help some other gay, lesbian, transsexual or just "different" human being that is isolated and desperate to find someone to relate to in this straight mainstream society. All of the work and hours dedicated to this blog will be worth it if I could help someone out there somewhere in the world to accept who they are, to be proud of being "different" and to have faith in love even though these days, in this over-connected fast moving society, love has never been harder to find.
It seems to be very easy to swipe right and left and find an online match but, it is very difficult to really CONNECT with someone. Have the consumer mass media culture led by Hollywood in conjunction with Tinder and other mating applications distorted our perception of love and reality and has made us lose the capacity to love and be happy in real life?
Before I start, I would like to apologize for my bad spelling and grammar as English is not my first language, in fact, I learned it in my early twenties... I'm currently in my late twenties, scaringly (is that a word?) getting close to my thirties and... SINGLE... However, I decided to write in English since I live in an English-speaking country (UK), work in English, socialize in English and of course date in English...
I have dated in other languages before (French and Spanish) but it makes little difference.... the basics are the same. So, just in case you were wondering that maybe the problem with my love life was a language barrier, I would say that it’s quite the opposite.
I believe that there is possibly a negative correlation between the number of words exchanged on a date and the probability to meet up again with a girl... So, the more your date talks during the date, the more likely it is that your idea of perfection and love becomes real, mundane and boring... No one is who we thought they might be from their profile... is not that they lie... it is just that our desperate mind, trying to find love, fills in the gaps with platonic ideas and some Disney fairy dust that disappear as soon as we start to get to know the real person.
A final note, I have changed all the names of my dates to protect their privacy (I might not remember some of them anyway…) and also to protect my privacy as even if I am not ashamed of my internet dating life, I would still like to be able to go on dates anonymously...
Anyway... I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed living and writing the stories in this blog….
However, if you came across this blog looking for some real sex lesbian stories you have come to the wrong place. I'm sorry to disappoint you... I'm just a lonely "pretending-to-be adult" (with a small Peter Pan complex) gay girl that is bored and has decided to dedicate her time to writing as doesn't have anyone to cuddle with on the sofa on a Sunday evening.
I started a blog with all my online dating miseries as there are two things that I´m really passionate about (and possibly everyone else that is my age and shares my relationship status...): LOVE and STORIES. Isn't love what everyone is trying to find? Are we having a love-rush fever these days? Is love overrated?
In any case, I think that writing my stories will be a good reflective exercise for me as it might help me to gain some perspective and inside on "what is wrong with me?" and why I seem to be unable to meet someone despite all my efforts.
Also, I thought that perhaps, sharing my experiences with strangers might help other people to see homosexuality and online dating as something "normal" (intended ironic use of quotation marks since I wonder WHAT is normal anyway).
Moreover, I wish that perhaps my blog will help some other gay, lesbian, transsexual or just "different" human being that is isolated and desperate to find someone to relate to in this straight mainstream society. All of the work and hours dedicated to this blog will be worth it if I could help someone out there somewhere in the world to accept who they are, to be proud of being "different" and to have faith in love even though these days, in this over-connected fast moving society, love has never been harder to find.
It seems to be very easy to swipe right and left and find an online match but, it is very difficult to really CONNECT with someone. Have the consumer mass media culture led by Hollywood in conjunction with Tinder and other mating applications distorted our perception of love and reality and has made us lose the capacity to love and be happy in real life?
Before I start, I would like to apologize for my bad spelling and grammar as English is not my first language, in fact, I learned it in my early twenties... I'm currently in my late twenties, scaringly (is that a word?) getting close to my thirties and... SINGLE... However, I decided to write in English since I live in an English-speaking country (UK), work in English, socialize in English and of course date in English...
I have dated in other languages before (French and Spanish) but it makes little difference.... the basics are the same. So, just in case you were wondering that maybe the problem with my love life was a language barrier, I would say that it’s quite the opposite.
I believe that there is possibly a negative correlation between the number of words exchanged on a date and the probability to meet up again with a girl... So, the more your date talks during the date, the more likely it is that your idea of perfection and love becomes real, mundane and boring... No one is who we thought they might be from their profile... is not that they lie... it is just that our desperate mind, trying to find love, fills in the gaps with platonic ideas and some Disney fairy dust that disappear as soon as we start to get to know the real person.
A final note, I have changed all the names of my dates to protect their privacy (I might not remember some of them anyway…) and also to protect my privacy as even if I am not ashamed of my internet dating life, I would still like to be able to go on dates anonymously...
Anyway... I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed living and writing the stories in this blog….
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