Please don’t be a Fuckboy.

I seem to have the same conversation with myself at least three times a year. I may as well cancel this date, he’s bound to be as shit as the rest. Don’t be silly, just go.  You never know. Wow, he’s so lovely.  I’m so chuffed I went.  Fingers crossed he’ll text! Who cares if…

Notice a Fuckboy before it’s too late.

Following on from the gallery text, Mr Threesome was seeming more genuine and I was feeling hopeful.  I was looking forward to our art-y date and was being lulled into a false sense that this guy wanted a girlfriend rather than just a hook-up.  On Thursday afternoon, he messaged to suggest we change plans as…

I didn’t believe in ‘too good to be true’…

What a phenomenal first date!  Every single thing was perfect.  There was so much chemistry.  It was a long first date – at least 6 hours out and about, followed by a sleepover. And wow, what a sleepover..! In the morning, you left for work with a genuine promise to text later that day. Oh…