Slave To The Grindr

A couple of times I became so disenchanted with Grindr that I deleted my profile and uninstalled the app, only to shamefully re-download and restart the whole painful process. After attempts to find a man without the aide of Grindr became futile, my odds seemed better by going with the devil I know. Like the lottery, I don’t feel like I have lady lucky on my side, but I can never win if I don’t play. Maybe I can find a prince charming hidden somewhere in the midst of headless torsos, blank profiles, and guys who are “looking” for “fun”. If he’s in there, he’s a diamond in the rough for sure.

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