Dannielle Says: 

1. Line the hallway with teddybears.

2. Dinner on a rooftop.

3. Dominos pizza and Netflix.

4. Walk around the park, surprise picnic.

5. Marriage proposal.

6. Go see bridesmaids, eat popcorn for dinner.

7. Impromptu dance classes

8. Build a shelf together

9. Walk around ikea together and make a list of everything you want but can’t afford.

10. street fair/ carnival/ farmers market/ circus/ wal-mart

Kristin Says: 

YOU DON’T BUILD A SHELF YOU HANG A SHELF #lesbian101

1. See who can fit the largest amount of BubbleTape in their mouth while saying “You know New York, You need New York, You know you need Unique New York”

2. After seeing Bridesmaids, sneak into a second movie and whisper “DOUBLE FEATURE DOUBLE FEATURE” while moving like James Bond down the aisles.

3. Rent bikes and helmets and ride through a local park.

4. Make a pizza and try to toss the dough in the air like a real Italian, even if you are only using a Boboli crust.

5. Go to CVS and buy two giant pieces of posterboard and make signs of support for Everyone Is Gay, then take pictures and email them to us.

6. Drink two bottles of wine* and make your own “Drunk History.”

7. Go see live music.

8. Have a scavenger hunt in the library with designated times and sections for sneaking kisses (ie: 12:13pm, Presidential Biographies).

9. BOWLING

10.  Lay in bed and turn on a foreign language soap opera channel, and each take a part to translate.  It is crucial that neither of you can understand the language at all.

*if you are under 21, substitute two bottles of grape juice

Dannielle Says: 

I mean, the long and short of it is, you like you someone til you don’t, then you like someone else til you don’t anymore, then you like another someone til you don’t like THEM anymore and so on SLASH so forth until you meet someone that you really fucking love the shit out of and don’t stop liking. 

Regardless of gender, it’s going to happen until it doesn’t happen anymore. Don’t stress yourself out about it OKAY?!! Some of us have a string of 8-15 short, but important, relationships and some of us date only 3 people in our whole lives and each one lasts over 4 years. We’re all different and instead of being stressed out about it, we should all just accept it. Fucking hold your head high and say ‘HEY I’M DELILAH AND SOMETIMES I GET BORED WITH PEOPLE BUT I’M SURE THAT ONE DAY I’LL FIND MY MATE4LYFE’ or hold your head high and say ‘HEY I’M DELILAH AND I DONT BELIEVE IN HAVING A MATE4LYFE BUT I SURE AS HELL BELIEVE IN LOVING AND LIVING AND MAKING OUT’

who cares. live your life, love your life and just accept the people who come in your life and want to put their mouths on you. I promise it’s okay…feel your feelings the way you feel them, you know? ALSO, just for the record, fuck yea that you actually know what you’re feeling, do you have any idea how many people are like ‘MY FEELINGS ARE CHANGING WHAT DOES THIS MEAN’

Kristin Says:

I have three things to say:

1) You were probably bitchy and cranky with your boyfriends because they had penises and balls and you were like, “Ughghghghhhhh what am I supposed to DO with those things, and WHERE ARE THE BOOBS I WANT.”  This will no longer be an issue, so I think your bitchy-crank will tone down.

2) If you are anything like me, or any other member of the human species, you are still going to have days where you are a bitch-crank MONSTER, and you’ll think it’s because your boo called you three minutes past when she said she would, but really it’s because of 7,629 other things that you’ve been thinking about for the past week and WHO ELSE would you take it out on but the person you love most?

3) Let yourself be in the relationship, and don’t go peeking around corners looking for your inner bitch-crank.  Sometimes she is there because you are with a peenie and you want a hoo-ha, and that’s a big issue and you fixed it. 80 points for Griffindor.  Sometimes she is there because it’s 95 degrees with 100% humidity…and then you just have to wait for it to rain, or turn on the a/c.

Okay?

Dannielle Says: 

This is hard. It’s basically completely up to you. If this is a recent thing, maybe you’re not comfortable enough to just say it outright. At the same time, I don’t want you to feel like it’s something to be ashamed of, you know? 

It’s fucking awesome. You’re recovering WHICH EQUALS you’re in a really awesome mental space where you recognize something about yourself which isn’t healthy and you’re like ‘fuck that, i love me and i wanna be healthy’ …you could always go the humor route and keep it cute and be like ‘here’s whassup, i was mannorexic for a while, but i was like ‘hey if demi lovato doesn’t roll like that anymore, neither do i’ So, I don’t fuck with that, i just can’t really eat 8 pounds of pizza or I’ll poop everywhere, you know?’ and he’ll giggle and be like ‘man, i knew i loved you for a reason’ i lift you above his head VIA DirtyDancing…soooooooo…if you’re into dancing you should prolly go that route. 

If you’re not feeling comfortable enough to just blab about it in a funny way, like i would, don’t feel like you HAVE to tell him. You’re more than welcome to just get a salad and tell him you’re not really in the mood for pizza right now, but you like him and you weren’t about to say no to a date with him.

Either way, (whether you tell him or not) be confident in your decision. Know this is your body, your health, your life and your business. You don’t HAVE to tell anyone anything, but at the same time, it’s nothing to be ashamed of and one day (if not today) you’ll be more than comfortable talking about it as something that happened in your past. The pressure to be thin is fucking intense, it’s everywhere and we all experience it in one way or another. He will be understanding, be it now or in 3 months, he’ll get it.

also, congratulations and I’m proud of you :)

Kristin Says:

Well.  I wrote you a bunch of really pretty words and then the Tumblr monster jumped out from under my desk, tore them to shreds, laughed at me, and then peed all over my computer screen.*  Since I care about you, I am going to try this again…

First of all, anyone with eyeballs in their face and a brain in their skull should be able to understand the millions of ways in which life can be a battle at times, and should applaud you for taking the first steps forward in your recovery.  You have nothing to be ashamed of, and I know Dannielle already said that, BUT I ALSO WANT TO PLAY WITH YOU GUYS IN THE SANDBOX OF HOPE AND DREAMS, OKAY?

Second of all, I get why you might not want to answer this guy’s first request for a date with a diatribe about your personal struggle with an eating disorder.  It’s like, despite the fact that you are awesome and the opposite of crazy, you might just want to answer him simply and not get into the details right away.  Totally understandable.

My suggestion is to answer his pizza request by saying something like, “Oh man, I would so love to hang with you, and perhaps one day I will explain my temporary aversion to that Italian delicacy, but for now, do you think we could go see Scream 4 before it leaves the theater?!”  If he wants to know about your pizza-problem, and he asks about it, then you have a cue to explain things, but if he is like, “OMG SCREAM 4 IS THE BEST IDEA EVER KISS ME YOU FOOL,” then you can save your explanations for date two or three or whenever you are comfortable!

The most important thing to remember is that regardless of when you tell him, you should know that you are telling him about something that is a part of your experience with this (at times very difficult/at times very beautiful) life, and anyone who has lived for more than a minute should be able to understand.

*artistic interpretation of frustration