The Final Breakup Stage: Moving Out of An Apartment Filled With Memories

I can look at the bare white walls of the place I’m moving out of and even THEY remind me of things. Specifically, times I made out with my ex-boyfriend against them.

The 13 Songs That Immediately Take Me Back to Past Relationships

A lot of people keep some sort of memento from past relationships, whether it’s a collection of photos, ticket stubs or, in one friend’s case, a pair of boxers she uses to clean her bathroom. I, on the other hand, keep a list of songs that have been marked for life.

About That Time I Accidentally Ordered a $175 Steak on a Date

Oops.

Tell Me If You Think This Is Weird: I Said “I Love You” and He Didn’t Say It Back

She loves him, he…maybe….loves her?

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6 Times We Were Awkwardly Interrupted During Sex

‘What kind of meat should we put in the chili?’

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The Art of the “Half-Clean”: 21 Rituals of a Neurotic Guy Preparing for a Date

The great thing about the Half-Clean is that it suggests that my apartment (upon my date’s entrance) is existing in its natural state; it conveys that I am a fairly well-kept person ALL THE TIME, when in reality I am anything but.

That Time I Just Listened to Breakup Songs a Lot

Sometimes I like to give in to my feelings and be a little self-indulgent. I can sob to Jewel and I don’t have to answer to anyone about that, okay?

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. Thanks For Cock-Blocking Me. Twice.

Upon meeting girls, they’d wince as they went back through their minds: “I feel like I’ve met you before.” Then it would hit them: “oh yes, the Freshman book. The picture. You like animals.” Game over.

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Twinkies au Chocolat: Surviving The First Year Of Marriage

Imagine waking up every day next to a man who has never eaten a Twinkie.

Everything We Know About Dating We Learned From Our Moms

Everybody give it up for your mama — the weekend belongs to her.

How “Reality Bites” Completely Screwed Up My Perception of Dating and Relationships

In the angst that was my early twenties, I saw a guy who could say all the things I longed to hear one moment only to take it all away the next as the most powerful, seductive man alive.

Poll: Is Not Kissing on a First Date Weird?

Do all good first dates end with a kiss?

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Turns Out, Dating Feels Like A Lot Of Work

Are we having fun yet?

So I Went to a Pheromone Party (and Almost Didn’t Get My T-Shirt Back)

Did I think that smelling a strange man’s dirty laundry would unleash heretofore hidden feelings of desire? No. But I did think fondly of an ex’s scent and the way I would bury my nostrils in his shirts whenever he left them around — almost as if the aroma itself had super powers.

How to Get Your Mother-in-Law To Stop Asking When You’ll Have Kids

I thought she understood that that’s something you never ask a woman of child-bearing age — if she does have pregnancy news, she’ll share it when she’s ready.

Wake Me Up When The Breakup Is Over, Please

I think the sixth stage of grief is “feeling like a wrung out dish towel.” The psychologists forgot about that one.

Sucks To Be The Guy Who Got a 2-Year Boner From His Motorcycle

That is like 4,380 times longer than the four hours that commercials for erectile dysfunction consider a problem.

18 Things Every Man Should Know Before Getting a Bikini Wax

If one of the red-flags holding you back from a manscaping trial is your fear of the NARB (No Apparent Reason Boner), you should know you’re not alone.

The Male Bikini Wax Diaries: In Which Kevin Gets Laid Way Too Soon

We asked three of our male contributors to get bro-zillian bikini waxes and write about it — and they actually did it. One of them, Kevin, didn’t quite follow post-op directions to the T.

The Male Bikini Wax Diaries: In Which Eric Gets Made Fun of By His Boyfriend

Almost immediately I felt like some sort of He-God who could take any amount of pain. Fight club? I’m in. Childbirth? Puh-lease. And then I remembered that I looked like my 11-year-old self with a groin-specific sunburn, and my ego deflated somewhat.