Love and dating.
Judging from the way a good kiss makes you feel all giddy and tingly inside, you may have already known that kissing is great for you. Why You Should Kiss More
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Sweet love story (not really an MLIA)
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Where is the love?
[Editor’s note: This may be advice for men, but women can follow all of these talking points, too!] So you finally gathered enough courage to go talk to the cute redhead who caught your eye, but your friends aren't impressed just yet. You finally develop the backbone to ask her out, and now your friends are impressed. 10 No-Fail First-Date Conversations
A Very Honest First Date - Pizza Comedy
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Does She Love You? Have a question?
Initiating Sex - How to Initiate Sex You’ve heard all about the benefits of having sex—it can improve your health, help you sleep and, obviously, strengthen your relationship.
A Girl's Guide to Geek Guys So, your crush on the bass player from Vibrating Sandbox has finally died a whimpering death and you're wondering where to go from here.
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Where is the love?
Declaration of Romantic Intent
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What girls need to realize... We guys don't care if you talk to other guys. We don't care if you're friends with other guys.
I Don’t Know Anything About Dating It’s difficult for me to talk about relationships and dating because it seems everyone knows more than me, and it always becomes rapidly clear as I elucidate my own flawed opinions that I don’t know anything about anything and should just shut the hell up. Nevertheless, I soldier on against the rising tide of derision like a fat dumb cow trotting earnestly into the ocean to drown. In dealing romantically with women, there is, I am told, a complicated system of rules governing behavior. The more apparent one — do not head butt her, do not sit in a car parked outside her house all night, do not text her fifty times a day and then start screaming and then guzzle Drano — I understand. The subtler ones I tend to fail on.