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Guys with all due respect I think this app is just full of delusional,phoney,indecisive ppl and they have victim menrality
I give up
Y its so hard to find a partner🤦♀️
Time Illusion!
Some say you need a month of texting; others want to meet within five business days before the vibe expires. But I guess the calendar is a liar. I mean, you can text someone for six months and only know their favorite color, or talk for a week and actually understand their brain.
So I was wondering, what do you guys think is the actual green light that says it’s time to move from the app to reality? At what point does it shift from "investigating a stranger" to "actually connecting"?
Wanted to report someone for posting an inappropriate joke but there wasn’t a category for this. Then I could get banned for choosing the wrong category. Muzz/Jamaa needs to fix this.
Why which profile i already swipe left it comes again & again 😓😑 ????
Pov: you did everything you could to ascend to chad because you were sick of the hypergamous Itbs and wanted a stacy looksmatch but one day the daily 200 ius of hgh caught up to you and in your final moments you realise it was you who was the hypergamous Itn for only wanting stacys, becoming the very thing you hated
Her new man.. was never new..
You just never.. knew..
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POV: It's late and youre standing in your bathroom under the cheap fluorescent light, syringe in hand, because tonight is the night you finally ascend with these peptides one more cycle of growth hormone, one more desperate shot at becoming taller, at fixing that ugly short frame so a soft girl might actually look at you, hug you tight, and whisper that youre enough. You pinch the skin on your stomach like always, push the needle in, but this time it hits a vein wrong, you feel the sharp pop and the metal snaps clean off deep inside you. Panic floods in as the broken piece starts traveling, carried by your blood straight toward your heart, toward something fatal you can already feel tightening in your chest. You slump against the sink, eves wide, and all you can think is how everything you ever did was just to be loved to feel those warm arms wrap around your smal body, to be held and told your height didn't matter but youll never get it now. The room spins, breath getting shallow, and in your last clear moments you accept it: this is your fate as the short ugly man you were born to be, dying alone on a cold bathroom floor, never hugged, never chosen, never enough, just another genetic failure finally letting go.