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 matched with a guy named “Mark.” Mark was cute. Glasses, stubble, a photo of him reading a book in a coffee shop. We chatted for an hour about The Last of Us TV show. I was swooning. I thought, This is it. This is the meet-cute. amatuer gay blog
Then came the guy. Let’s call him Brad. Brad’s profile had six photos. Five were of his truck. One was of his dog. His bio: “Conservative. God first. Just seeing what’s out there.” For context, I’ve been out for about four years
So I Tried a “Straight” Dating App Again (For Science. Bad Science.) I matched with a guy named “Mark
So hey—if that’s you? Send the message.