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We’ve all had it. We’re all ashamed of it… so we’ve all deleted it, redownloaded it, deleted it again, redownloaded it again (the cycle repeats five more times), and then here we are. Tindering. Encountering problems like no one thought possible.
#Tinderprobs
-Having to swipe left on every mirror selfie you see really dwindles your options.
-When you do finally decide to meet up with someone and their idea of a fun date is “going to the D.I. to pick out ugly sweaters for each other to wear to dinner…” No? Never happened to you? Yeah me neither.
-Do they ever really look the same in person as they do in their pictures?
-The pick-up lines! “Girl you’re sexier than a chocolate covered strawberry.” SPARE ME.
-When your notifications are turned on and it goes off in public. You can’t hide it quickly enough… there’s no coming back from that. They saw. They know.
-When you see your good friend’s boyfriend/girlfriend on there… heyyyoooo
-Everyone’s bio says “willing to lie about how we met”
-Sometimes you get in the zone, swiping left like it ain’t no thang, and then, without even realizing, you accidentally swiped left on the only attractive person you’ve seen in 47 swipes.
-The app is hidden away in some folder titled “productivity” because that’s the last place anyone would look to find Tinder. You’re secret is safe there.
-IF SOMEONE CALLS ME TINDERELLA ONE. MORE. TIME.
Tinder, in all honesty, makes you lose all faith in humanity. But then, there you are, week after week, swiping away like there’s no tomorrow. Here’s to you, Tinder. Thanks for mems.
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