I met mine on here

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I'd seen a few pics and liked his posts, then saw the pic in
this post and decided it was pretty funny to still think he was hot in that pic.
We exchanged a few funny pm's and soon after started chatting on msn, 4-5 hours a night, and found out we had an immense amount in common.
After about a month I found out he liked a weird obscure board game that I love. I'd been thinking of suggesting I go visit him and that cemented the idea in my mind, so that night I booked a flight to go see him the next weekend (he was in Sydney and I was in Brisbane).
Despite the 'bler you want to fuck' bit, at that stage it wasn't about hooking up, we just wanted to meet because we knew we'd have a great time together.
He picked me up from the airport and we watched dvd's and chatted on his couch then went to a bar with some of his friends.
Everyone had had a pill and we were sitting with one of his friends who was telling me how cool I was and how she could see he really liked me and am I going to come visit very often?
The boy says "No, she's going to come live with me". I said "Ok" straight away and the next week started to look for a job. We'd just clicked, we knew that it was the right thing to do.
About four months later I'd organised a job and packed my shit up and we drove me from Brisbane to Sydney to live with him. We've now been together 14 months :D