For context, I’ve been out for about four years. I have a Grindr horror story that involves a unicycle (don’t ask), and a Scruff success story that ended after three dates because he didn’t like The Golden Girls (dealbreaker). So why did I go back to the dark side?
I swiped left so hard I nearly cracked my screen protector.
[Your Name]
Okay, don’t yell at me.
Me: “I’m a freelance graphic designer.” amatuer gay blog
So I Tried a “Straight” Dating App Again (For Science. Bad Science.)
Last Tuesday, at 11:47 PM, fueled by two glasses of cheap rosé and a deep, spiritual boredom, I did something stupid. I re-downloaded a “mainstream” dating app. You know, the one with the orange and white logo. The one where 90% of the profiles are either: a) A guy holding a fish. b) A guy whose bio just says “Fluent in sarcasm.” c) A guy who is “just looking for a gym bro.” For context, I’ve been out for about four years
Did I find love? No. Did I find a decent bagel place recommendation? Also no. Did I get a story to share with you guys? Absolutely.