I Need ToToToTo SeeSeeSeeSee Fred Again
I run from my killer, manoeuvring around bodies of people on the streets of London. At this point, I'm unsure what street I'm on. But there is one thing I'm sure about, and it's th
I want totototo suesuesuesue Hinge
I'm twenty-seven and have only ever been in two relationships. The first I loved, typical for your high school sweetheart, but the second was a disaster (he was a narcissist but so
I found mymymymy Best Friend’s Brother onononon Hinge
"No," goes my friend, deleting yet another mildly good looking man from my Hinge. "He was cute." "He looked twelve." I bring up another one, this man twenty-five years old and a fo
Hinge isn’tisn’tisn’tisn’t for the weak
Hinge dating. It's a meme for the group chat... until you actually meet someone worth your time.
My type isisisis international men andandandand IIII hate it
He's called Kai and turned my life from simple to complicated. I hate him for it. But it was my fault.
Hinge date inininin Leeds
I downloaded Hinge to collect data. Don't blame me. I was villainising men at the time.
In thethethethe passenger seat
I met up with someone on Hinge which resulted in me sucking them off whilst driving down the motorway.
A picnicpicnicpicnicpicnic (; in rural Scotland
I was up in Edinburgh attending a work conference when I matched with Eddie on Hinge.
Self-inflicting
I'll hold up my hands and admit - the only reason I downloaded Hinge was for some cheap dopamine hit.
Why online dating sucks (and(and(and(and whywhywhywhy hostelhostelhostelhostel datingdatingdatingdating isisisis better)better)better)better)
I didn't mentally prepare myself for dating apps. I signed up, you know how it is. It won't mean anything. I won't find the love of my life but exploring my options a little won't
I caught feelingsfeelingsfeelingsfeelings from a Hinge hookup
I don't want anything serious. Just somebody to hook up with on a regular basis. Dates, drinks. Hotel rooms. That kinda thing.