Looking at my dating history… yeah, that tracks.
They will never leave you alone. Don’t use your real identity, phone number etc…
Always Put It In Crazy, worry about later … later
There’s lots of different neurodivergence and not all of them are scary crazy
This is true, however, if their bathroom looks like that and they act like that’s a completely normal way for a bathroom to look, you should probably be cautious at the very minimum.
That seems a little presumptuous.
Exactly. Don’t judge a person by the blood writing on the walls!
Then you realize that’s your bathroom and you never had a tinder date…
Try telling that to my other personality ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Sticking your dick in crazy will make your life interesting.
Bonus, you don’t have to go to work tomorrow
Or ever again.
You’re never leaving.
But the rest of your life after that is a nightmare.
only if your date know.where you live. Otherwise just block their ass.
That’s why you never tell people where you live until you go camping with them, or watch them build furniture with instructions
If you’re good at stalking then all you really need is a full name and a rough age range to get the rest.
worth it, i’ve ruined my life, and i’d do it again
I guess there can be at least one upside to sticking your dick in crazy. Or, I guess, letting crazy stick its dick in you.
Is there anyone here who has actually gone on a “Tinder” date? What was it like?
went home and never heard from her again.
I’ve done maybe a dozen or so?
It’s just a normal date, but you’re trying to get a feel for the person to see if there is any chemistry for the first time.
I’ve had dates where the next day the lady ghosts me. I’ve had dates where the next day the lady says she wants to have my baby. I’ve had dates where we both kinda mutually think that a second date isn’t in gonna happen.
My very first date was a Tinder date, over five years ago. We just adopted our second cat.
Mileage may vary but to me it seemed just like any other regular date, with the benefit you could take about what you talked about over Tinder.
The last few ladies in my life have been met on Tinder. Where else are you going to meet people? Work? Gonna be fun if there’s a breakup. Gym? Doubt the pretty girl with the nice yoga pants wants people approaching her. For a long while I was a regular at a bar but I “only” made a load of friends there.
Monkey’s paw moment: they’re for STIs rather than mental disorders.
