I'm capable to be completely oblivious to the obvious. If anything, it will be the tiniest detail that will make me catch on. I don't know... something like: "Honey, have you lost half a pound?"
I could see it happen... on here, you drop your inhibitions... it's basically because you don't expect to find love here in the first place, so you open yourself up to anything, and can be surprised with the result. There are great people here... often people who wouldn't talk about their "dirty secrets" in real life as openly. Once that barrier is out of the way... anything goes.
Math jokes might get lost on some people here.
This is offensive AND hilarious... I don't know if it gets better than that, really.
Or you could just all set your profile to "Male". You won't have any problem anymore. I actually wish I was harassed from time to time.
I started writing stories when I was 7... I can't remember the initial motivation.
I always think of the bond or the connection I can have with someone. I don't believe in God or in Fate, so, the idea of the soul is somewhat unnecessary. But as far as minds are concerned, they can be compatible to such an extent that they seem a continuation of one another. You get to the point where you're not afraid to be totally yourself, because you trust the other will just get you, understand you and accept you for who you are. So, soulmate: no. A totally unbreakable bond of trust that allows you to love and be who you love: yes.
Or... last idea: make the author of the story anonymous, until it has been voted and commented on.
Not to the point where I actually cry, but I do get emotional from listening to A Perfect Circle's "3 libras". Because of the memories tied to it.
So... that lady dentist leaning over me when I was 14 year old... she was hitting on me?!
I had the very bad to score a story a 1. I found it unbearable to read. I thought it to be quite deserving... in hindsight, it probably deserved a 2, because at least grammar was top-notch and it was intelligible. But it was annoying. Guess what happened? The author was pissed, and for an old man, he was quite juvenile and vengeful, and scored a 1 on my story, just to get back at me (and in his own words, to give me a taste of my own medicine, aka to teach me a lesson... arrogant and patronizing prick). I did learn a lesson. Don't be honest with egomaniacs.