I've decided to get back in the dating game, because I don't want to die alone. But meeting someone new is hard especially in a city full of people trying their hardest to ignore each other.
I was in middle school the first time I noticed that other people had hobbies that weren't limited to crying or curling into a ball and ignoring everything.
I went through all my old messages for examples of the most heinous messages I've received over the years. One $10 plastic handle of vodka later, I only hope someone learns something.
Almost every Saturday morning for the last two years, I've hauled my ass out of bed really early so I could be at a local Planned Parenthood at 8:30 a.m. Here's what I learned.
Just a heads-up: if you click on the list, expect to find more than 400 fetishes, many with multiple subgenres, including lots of truly unsettling fetishes.
