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‘It’s quite soul-destroying’: how we fell out of love with dating apps
(www.theguardian.com)
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Gonna be real dude, it's not the apps, in this scenario.
We met up for drinks, we were heading home the same way so we waited for it to come together. Goy in the car, sitting next to each other. I put my arm around her and she cuddled into me. I pulled the move out slightly lifting her chin so she would face me and I French kissed her, and she happily responded. We stopped after a few seconds and sat there holding hands. We went off and walked about 500 ft to the next subway train, which was coming in 10 minutes. I joked "yay more time to make out" and she giggled. We preferred to make out, and add over does, they get a little handsy. She never said "stop",*I'm done " or anything else. She was just there with a smile on her face. When he train came she pushed me off of her (I had her against the wall) and said "I can take it from here" and looked back and smiled at me.
That was it, except from the previous 4 hours they we spent at the bar really getting to know each other.
Yeah so just stop interacting with people. "You're creepy."™
The correct answer here is to
A) be less creepy
Or
B) get better at finding people who like your specific brand of creepy
There's someone out there for everyone. Used to be good friends with a dude we literally called "Creepy" as a nickname back in college, because h was just so fuckin awkward. He married a chick who absolutely loves the smothering thing he'd do. He's a good guy and they're super happy, and ngl it really touched the heartstrings.