We met online, but it was really a wonder that we never met in person before that! He was best friends with the roommate of the best friend of the boyfriend that I had just broken up with. We spent almost all our time at that guy's place and Mike was there a lot too..we just never happened to be there at the same time. We also grew up 20 minutes away from each other but just never knew each other. We did not date online, we met in person at a pool hall the night after we talked online.

We met online first at a message board for a webcomic and didn't become good friends until a few years later when he offered to talk with me about a crisis I was in. Some months later we declared our love for each other and decided to meet!

We clicked instantly and he asked me to marry him about a month later. I said yes, but we spent a year taking turns living with each other in our own countries before we actually married in mine. Now, a year and a half later, I'm still trying to immigrate to his

I'm actually pretty happy we wasted all that time just dating internationally because it made me feel pretty secure in my decision to marry a guy I'd have to sacrifice a lot for.

@Chilipepper your situation somehow never occurred to me when we were just starting out (I guess I was too young and naive?) so I'm glad things just worked out for me in that I was encouraged, simply by the confusion of my situation, to wait, which gave me time to learn more about the real life him. We both have a lot of personal flaws but at least we've come to a point where we recognize them so we can do something about them... right??

My SO and I met through an online forum - we finally met in person because I was delivering a bunch of clothes for another forum member who was going through a hard time (he lived in her area, I didn't, so he was meeting me 1/2way to give them to her) and he bought me dinner as a nice gesture.

I still remember sitting in this podunk little town at a steakhouse - getting seated in a corner and given funny looks because he's twice my age and clearly not Caucasian - as I ate the cauliflower off his plate and listened to him reminisce about 80s fashion.

I fell for him a little bit that night, but it wasn't until after many more dates: me calling him when I was alone and scared in a hotel room and needed company; a few multi-hour car trips because I hate driving long distance and he was close enough to pick me up so we could carpool (our first trip involved him arriving with a fully-stocked snack crate in the back of his car because I'd mentioned my hypoglycemia *grin*) and a formal party where he inadvertently cock-blocked me all night.

The turning point, though, was when we were at a party with some mutual friends from the internet - he had a serious accident and almost died. I was the only one there who knew all his personal info, so I got to take the ambulance ride, etc...and it was while I was waiting for the ambulance that I realized I loved him more than anyone else in the whole world.
He says that when he woke up in the hospital I was the only person he wanted to see, and we've been inseparable ever since.

Kinda odd, but that's our love story. *laughs*

We met at work.

We met on creepy, greasy, perverted Omegle in the early days. I never thought I'd meet the person I want for a lifetime in a Stranger/Stranger chatbox.

We met working at a non-profit haunted house. He was the volunteer coordinator and I was the costume designer.

My husband and I met through a mutual friend. The details are rather scandalous and I'll just leave it at that.

Friend of a friend, we use to hang out lots and so I met a lot of the people she was friends win and I picked out the one I liked and chased her down with a mallet knocked her out and took her home to keep.... Or we did the whole dating thing I really don't remember

I met mine online - not on a dating site. An erotica site.

I met my husband, threw my mom and dad. My husband was friends with my uncle and came over to my parents house realizing that he knew my mom and dad from high school they starting hanging out; I was 15 at the time so really was not interested was doing my own thing. Anyhow when I was about to turn 18 I had huge crush on him and we started dating once I was legal. My husband is 41 and I am 22 now we been together almost 5 years in October. I love telling my story since it makes people say what the fuck.

I was having a New Year's night out with my cousin and a friend, nursing a broken heart over a quasi-relationship with a man who wasn't serious about me at all but who I was crushing on hard. I was determined to have a New Year's kiss that night, I didn't care who it would be (it would only be a kiss after all, right?), and I was going to have fun and forget I was hurting...

Our male friend that we were partying with that night brought this cute guy over and introduced us; we ended up talking and hitting it off. When midnight rolled around, he dipped me and gave me the most wonderful kiss I swear I think I ever had. I invited him home with me and figured what the heck, it would be a nice little one-night fling to remember. We ended up a couple almost immediately.

I remember one of the things that sealed it for me was the fact that when we kissed, my brand new Kangol beret fell off my head and it was a dark bar, so when we came up for air it was nowhere to be found. He went all around the bar looking for it and I remember thinking how sweet and thoughtful that was.

Unfortunately we very recently broke up. He's my soul mate and best friend, but he had a long history of difficulties before we met and sadly his addiction reared its ugly head.

We worked together in a grocery store (we were teenagers). He was my bag boy.

In college. He and my ex used to get together and play guitar. My current boyfriend thought I was hot, but didn't make a move because neither of us was single. He graduated and came back to visit a friend of his soon after I broke up with my ex and I asked him to hang out. The rest is history.

As I am regrettably single, (and to some, shockingly so) I can't quite put this into present tense... but damnit, I wanna be part of the cool kids too.
We met on an anime convention forum. I was pretty active and enjoyed a high ranking status from volunteering a bunch and he was new to the city after moving from several thousand miles away to go to the same college as me (a delightful coincidence I assure you).
This forum was pretty snazzy and it had a very helpful little tool you might see in things like okcupid - it shows you who has visited your profile and when.
Well, I usually go through my profile to find past conversations and posts (because I'm just a lazy ass) and I was starting to notice that one guy just kept looking at my profile over and over within a very short time span. So what was a (bored) girl supposed to do?
I hassled the crap out of him in a private message, that's what.
It was around the second message that I noticed his profile pic was really cute and modified the message (and intent) from "You creeper!" to "Helloooo nurse."

We were together for 3 years.

We met on Okcupid.com . . . as lame as that sounds. He lived about two hours away and I was blown away by his cute pictures and the fact that he was super intelligent and also a fellow psych major. We talked on line for a couple of weeks and would fall asleep on skype together. I met him in person two weeks later and it's been awesome ever since.

Most of my relationships start with people I've met online. It's actually how I meet most of my friends/lovers.