Seeking friends especially women RIPE - m4w - 23
hi i am 25 years I have edgar ... ando is looking mature women, make a picture and if you are so beautiful I do not think much ok
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Edgar always had a hard time making friends, especially with the opposite sex. He just had such a hard time speaking to woman!
He was also blissfully unaware of the rest of the personals section on Craigslist, unfortunately the only missed connection he made was with the correct category to post his personal ad.
These missed connections are pulled from Portland, Oregon. The original post is left intact, but fictional detail from the inner workings of my mind are used to enrich the post and give it back story. I try to pull from the posts that I find the most interesting, entertaining, lonely, or pathetic.
Showing posts with label fan fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fan fiction. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
carlose was hitting on u an u kissed me at the hillsboro tc - m4w - 20 (hillsboro)
carlose was hitting on u an u kissed me at the hillsboro tc - m4w - 20 (hillsboro)
"Hey im looking for hiddie if thats how u spell it i dought u will c this but i keep thinking about you it was akword but we clicked i think well uk who u are an i hope u remeber whare i live hit me up u got my number"
Heidi, a pretty but insecure nineteen year old would browse missed connections from time to time, wishing for posts about herself. One day she got exactly what she was looking for! Despite the post being addressed to "hiddie if thats how u spell it" the details matched her previous day. She did in fact share an awkward kiss with a stranger at the transit center, a man she wasn't particularly attracted to, but kissed him anyway for the thrill of the flirt. Now here he was, an unintelligent man stumbling over grammar and spelling even a first grader could manage posting for her.
This post told her more then just who she kissed yesterday, it made her realize how much she was selling herself short. She threw away his number, and never hit him up, she knew she could do better.
"Hey im looking for hiddie if thats how u spell it i dought u will c this but i keep thinking about you it was akword but we clicked i think well uk who u are an i hope u remeber whare i live hit me up u got my number"
Heidi, a pretty but insecure nineteen year old would browse missed connections from time to time, wishing for posts about herself. One day she got exactly what she was looking for! Despite the post being addressed to "hiddie if thats how u spell it" the details matched her previous day. She did in fact share an awkward kiss with a stranger at the transit center, a man she wasn't particularly attracted to, but kissed him anyway for the thrill of the flirt. Now here he was, an unintelligent man stumbling over grammar and spelling even a first grader could manage posting for her.
This post told her more then just who she kissed yesterday, it made her realize how much she was selling herself short. She threw away his number, and never hit him up, she knew she could do better.
Friday, January 31, 2014
CSL hotties! - w4m (Vancouver)
CSL hotties! - w4m
(Vancouver)
I'm
at CSL donating today and there are just so many hot men and women around me! I
want to touch some of you so bad! I hope some of you see this! Email me and
attatcha picture and what time you donated today January 12, 19, 26, and twenty
ninth
Terri was
done with the dating scene. Men no longer bought her drinks, so she would buy
her own rum and diet coke while prowling dark corners of run down bars hoping
to find Mr. Right. Or Ms. Right if the mood struck her. She also maintained personal
ads on a regular basis, but people never looked the same in person. At the end
of a long year she found herself desperate, alone, and testing for HIV far more
often then she would like. On top of it all she was broke! She knew she needed
to make a change!
She decided
if she was going to change her life, she had to change her scenery, and look
for men in unconventional places. After much deliberation it dawned on her
there was one place where she could go often, not spend a dime and guarantee
she would meet people who were drug and disease free! Plasma! She would go to
CSL Plasma and donate as often as she could, and best of all they were going to
pay her!
As it turns
out meeting people while blood is cycled in and out of your body is harder then
it seems. There is nothing sexier then turning to the woozy and light headed
man next to you and asking “So, come here often?” while machines pumped and
blood filtered through tubes. After many frustrating attempts to pick up on men
in person, she posted an ad on craigslist! She continued to do this after every
visit in hopes that someone would read it and reply. So far no one has, but the
money isn’t half bad, and supplements her time prowling dark corners of run
down bars.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
“Because your not expecting it. - m4w (sat in i)
Eric
Saunderson and Marybeth Gravel had been college sweethearts. They were happy
together, but very young. Marybeth wanted nothing more to wear a white wedding
dress down a little church isle, and Eric was far from ready. Regardless of the
history and the sense of humor they shared their relationship ended. Marybeth
would have given anything to Eric, but he was unwilling to give her the one
thing she really wanted.
“Because your not expecting it. - m4w (sat in i)
If you make a will I want
your skull. Still..
Hope married life is all that you hoped it would be.”
Hope married life is all that you hoped it would be.”
To Eric
Tuesday, January 28 was like any other day, until he noticed a new event on his
social media feed, Marybeth’s bridal shower. They had not been together for over
two years, but news of her being with someone else was like a punch in the
stomach. In a lot of ways Eric always felt Marybeth belonged to him, and they
belonged to each other! If only she had waited for him to be ready.
At first
he opened up an email, and began to type. It was a desperate plea for her not to
marry her new fiancé! He typed a dramatic attempt to woo her and win her back,
but hours later he was still composing the same email. The wound was no longer
as fresh and logic prevailed. He knew Marybeth beyond all else kept her word.
If she agreed to marry whatever is name is, she was going to marry him. Still
compelled to throw something out in the universe he posted on craigslist an ad
that reminisced about the time they sat in a little bar that started with an I.
It was a special place for them. She had never promised her hand to him, but
she did promise her skull in a laughing joke over beer. She would know what
this meant for sure!
Marybeth never
saw the missed connection, and married in the summer of 2014. Marriage was not
everything she hoped it would be. Rarely do things in life meet our
expectation, but she made a promise to love, honor, cherish and that was what
she was going to do. In 2017 she drafted a will after the birth of her first
child.
Eventually
time eroded most of the details between Eric and Marybeth. Eric married, and
raised a family in the house he grew up in, changed careers several times, and
was optimistic about the future. When the doorbell rang he knew it must be the
package he ordered! The luggage he had purchased to surprise his wife with a
dream vacation along a cruise liner. He called his wife in and asked that she opened
the package, excited to see the look on her face when she realizes what she is
holding.
His wife
reached through the bubble wrap and felt something smooth. She had a feeling
she knew was Eric was planning, and hoped for the designer travel bag she had
been eying. Gently the item immerged from the package, it was a human skull! As
Eric tried to calm his screaming wife he looked around the package, sure there
was an error at the fulfillment center. Instead he found a letter from an
attorney at law. It was the skull of Marybeth Gravel, who died of cancer two
years back. Medical research teams agreed to take her body, but with one
stipulation, the skull was promised to him. Eric
couldn’t imagine what would cause Marybeth to leave her skull to him, or the
promise she made in jest. One thing was clear, she did make a will, and Eric
did not want her skull. Still..
Friday, January 24, 2014
Cute red head at Target on tv hwy - m4w (tv hwy and cypress)
Ed stood in line at the
Target looking at the boobs on the People Magazine cover until he noticed the
red head in front of him had turned around.
“Cute” he thought to
himself as he evaluated her overall appearance.
Then she smiled at
him! He smiled back pleasantly but internally lamented.
“Why did I agree to
bring Sally with me? She has totally destroyed my game! I can guarantee it will
get back to the old ball and chain if I ask for her number with the kid around.
Maybe I can get the kid in the car and approach her afterward?”
The red head quickly
got into her car and sped away. Good thing Sally doesn’t know how to use the
internet, looks like Ed has game after all.
Cute red head at Target on tv hwy - m4w (tv hwy and cypress)
You were in front of me in
line.. then we made eye contact in the parking lot. I would have said something
to you but I had my daughter with me. You were in a white four door...and me in
a green truck...I hope you find this...I would love to make eye contact with
you again.
Cynthia could feel eyes on her as she turned around. She looked up at the man uncomfortably and
gave him a quick smile.
“Pathetic” she thought to herself.
As she was walking out to her car in the parking lot she
could feel his eyes still on her, and her footsteps getting closer. She put her
hand on the trigger of her pepper spray, and loaded her items into the car as quick
as she could.
She shot her stalker one more uncomfortable smile, a smile that said “I feel sorry for your daughter."
A sigh of relief exited Cynthia as she locked the doors and
drove away.
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Desperately Seeking
Desperately Seeking
All around decent guy here.
I'll meet you anywhere you go and start a conversation with you. Throw you a
couples smiles and you'll look at me and say I look normal. But that's not me.
You won't know who I am and what I'm about until I let you and that won't
happen for a long time because I don't trust AnYONe!!!! I have two lives but
you won't know that because I like to blend in. You might suspect something
about me. I'm always alone but never really(if that makes any sense!). If you
guess I might just tell you!!! Don't hate me :( you're gonna hate me are t you
You guessed? How did you know? Is it because you are on my
table? My name is Dexter Morgan, and I work for Miami Metro Homicide as a blood
spatter analyst. I've been following you
for months, vetting you, waiting to kill you. I am a serial killer.
Don't hate me :( You're gonna hate me aren't you?
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
orange shoes girl - m4w
orange shoes girl - m4w
Couldn't
help but notice you at the gym. We kinda matched in our black bottoms with grey
and white striped shirts. Except I wear glasses and you are adorable. Ice cream
sometime?
Henry posts on missed connections all the time. He loves watching all
the attractive woman at the gym, and then for the rest of his workout imagines
they will reply to his missed connection. But today there was an extra special
connection, “Orange Shoes Girl” stood out because they matched! What are the
chances of a woman wearing black bottoms, and a striped shirt the same time he
was at the gym? This time he was going to have to pull out all the stops! He
wasn't going to ask her to coffee, in a place like Portland that is to be
expected. He was going to ask her to ice cream!
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