Back in high school this girl DM'd me on insta and we got to talking. For some odd reason i agreed for her first date to be at her house, so i drove my dumb ass 35 minutes to this girls house and her house was the size of a mansion but had no furniture in it or decorations.I then awkwardly met her dad and brother and we just chilled in the basement where there was only a couch and no TV. Also, when i met her in person i realized she had a lazy eye that she didnt tell me about. She eventually brought it up in conversation and talked about how she got it "fixed" but that shit was not fixed, she looked normal in photos but in person it was obvious. We then made out for like 30 minutes straight and i eventually was not feeling it so i told her my mom needed me home soon so I drove back to my house, texted her for like 2 days then ghosted her completely.
if anyone knows my ex they'll know that her brother is a nonce and her mum is an avid junkie.
2nd date I drop her back to hers after a nice seaside meal of fish and chips and walking along Brighton seafront.
The house is being raided for drug use with about 3 riot police vans and the mum getting ripped out the house. Meanwhile the brother is yelling from the upstairs window (as police had blocked the stairs) and there was a girl of questionable age next to him. Her stepdad returned home to see this shortly after me and decided to try and fight the police which resulted in a broken window and him also getting arrested.
Meanwhile her younger sister was recording her own mum getting arrested and yelling WORLDSTAR over and over again.
I wanted to leave but my guilt told me to take my date as well and that's how i ended up getting my one and only roadhead and a ~3 year relationship because I felt so bad for the girl and her homelife.
2nd date I drop her back to hers after a nice seaside meal of fish and chips and walking along Brighton seafront.
The house is being raided for drug use with about 3 riot police vans and the mum getting ripped out the house. Meanwhile the brother is yelling from the upstairs window (as police had blocked the stairs) and there was a girl of questionable age next to him. Her stepdad returned home to see this shortly after me and decided to try and fight the police which resulted in a broken window and him also getting arrested.
Meanwhile her younger sister was recording her own mum getting arrested and yelling WORLDSTAR over and over again.
I wanted to leave but my guilt told me to take my date as well and that's how i ended up getting my one and only roadhead and a ~3 year relationship because I felt so bad for the girl and her homelife.
Snacktook a vegan to a steakhouse
the very first time I cooked for my now girlfriend I made fajitas despite knowing she is vegan
the very first time I cooked for my now girlfriend I made fajitas despite knowing she is vegan
went to a nice(r) restaurant and the food i got wasnt finished and i didnt want to be a bitch about it anyway. finished eating and on the way home (i was driving) i had a VIOLENT audible rumble and a squealy noise she obviously heard for the oncoming storm. later a fucking line to the turbo on my car broke and left a HUGE trail of oil on her parents driveway.
went on a pizza restaurant, she ordered pineapple pizza, i left.
I had gone on numerous dates with this young lady in college. She was amazingly attractive and had the hair of a lioness. It was voluminous and blonde. The only red flag I'd so far received was that she ran cross country so I knew her to have masochistic tendencies. She was also my TA in a class. I worked as a tutor at my university, and so did she, I noted that her table moved next to mine and her hours changed to be the exact same as mine so I knew things were going well. Then came Halloween.
We went as a couple with a shared couple's costume idea. Things went great, she met the majority of my friends and everybody liked her. Then, at 6 AM after a wild night of partying she invites me to her apartment "for breakfast" this is clearly code.
After a small talk about our sexual histories, we start making out, no breakfast. She is on top of me, and after a few minutes, I start to pull her shirt off, thinking that's a reasonable escalation of this encounter. She then leans back, flips her voluminous hair to the side, and says "What do you think about boxing?"
I respond with a twisted look on my face and stammer out "What do you mean like boxing or violence in general?" to which she responded "Look, I'm going to be straight with you, this isn't going any further unless you hit me."
I retort without thinking that I wasn't going to hit her.
At that very moment she sucker punches me in the mouth as hard as she can. Now, if you've never been hit in the face so hard that you lose teeth, this is vaguely what it feels like. First the familiar sweet taste of blood filled my mouth, and then the sensation a sort of grainy sand like texture. I grabbed her by the arms and threw her off of me and spat the remnants of the tooth behind my upper left k-9 and blood all over her white carpet, and literally ran out of the apartment. Thus ended the worst date ever.
We went as a couple with a shared couple's costume idea. Things went great, she met the majority of my friends and everybody liked her. Then, at 6 AM after a wild night of partying she invites me to her apartment "for breakfast" this is clearly code.
After a small talk about our sexual histories, we start making out, no breakfast. She is on top of me, and after a few minutes, I start to pull her shirt off, thinking that's a reasonable escalation of this encounter. She then leans back, flips her voluminous hair to the side, and says "What do you think about boxing?"
I respond with a twisted look on my face and stammer out "What do you mean like boxing or violence in general?" to which she responded "Look, I'm going to be straight with you, this isn't going any further unless you hit me."
I retort without thinking that I wasn't going to hit her.
At that very moment she sucker punches me in the mouth as hard as she can. Now, if you've never been hit in the face so hard that you lose teeth, this is vaguely what it feels like. First the familiar sweet taste of blood filled my mouth, and then the sensation a sort of grainy sand like texture. I grabbed her by the arms and threw her off of me and spat the remnants of the tooth behind my upper left k-9 and blood all over her white carpet, and literally ran out of the apartment. Thus ended the worst date ever.
one time i snapped this girl and she didn't snap back
MarxistWtf
that was the craziest thing I’ve ever read wtf
that was the craziest thing I’ve ever read wtf
I somehow managed to be the date of an absolute bombshell to a staff party. Things were going well until I unknowingly ate a couple pot cookies offered around on a platter trying to be polite. They were burned, and I didn't taste the laser lettuce at all. Girls with the platter were apparently already too fucked up to realize that maybe an explanation of ingredients might have been nice. I hadn't done any drugs in a few years, so I was a write off. An ex gf was kind enough to get me home where I cleaned my house alone until sunrise, while my hot date thought I hooked up with the ex, so that was a one and done. On the plus side, I woke up the next afternoon to a very, very clean house.
This girl and I had been chit chatting via text for a couple of days and she seemed alright. Soon enough she came over, we had a few drinks, a couple of laughs, and as is the nature of online dating, we had sex. During the sexcapade, she scratched my chest so deep I started bleeding, and then bit my lip so hard blood was running down my chin. Since I was in somewhat of a debaucherous state, I was thinking yeah this girl is just wild and definitely not insane.
After we were all done, we decided to go play putt putt. Things we were fun, we bonded over how bad we both were, we were having a swell time. Then she proceeded to ask me what exactly I was looking for with online dating. There's no answer for that given it's the first time I met this girl in person so I say "I'm just going with the flow and seeing what happens". She lost her marbles and started screaming "I'm so tired of this shit", picked up the golfball and tried to throw it at me but missed by so much it went behind her and then threw her golf club into the bushes. At this point I'm laughing hysterically cause like what the fck. After a minute or 2, her temper tantrum comes to an absolute halt and she comes running up and hugs me. She then stares me dead in the eyes and says shes really into me, wants to be exclusive, and "oh yeah, I have borderline personality disorder". I let her down as gently as possible because I was trying to avoid being murdered, but yeah got us 2 separate ubers and successfully escaped.
It's been a month and she's still texting me...
After we were all done, we decided to go play putt putt. Things we were fun, we bonded over how bad we both were, we were having a swell time. Then she proceeded to ask me what exactly I was looking for with online dating. There's no answer for that given it's the first time I met this girl in person so I say "I'm just going with the flow and seeing what happens". She lost her marbles and started screaming "I'm so tired of this shit", picked up the golfball and tried to throw it at me but missed by so much it went behind her and then threw her golf club into the bushes. At this point I'm laughing hysterically cause like what the fck. After a minute or 2, her temper tantrum comes to an absolute halt and she comes running up and hugs me. She then stares me dead in the eyes and says shes really into me, wants to be exclusive, and "oh yeah, I have borderline personality disorder". I let her down as gently as possible because I was trying to avoid being murdered, but yeah got us 2 separate ubers and successfully escaped.
It's been a month and she's still texting me...