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went on tinder for a couple of days and learnt how the dating culture is insane. like a mating ritual was thrust upon me— it all felt very weird to me. firstly, putting yourself out there, like a product with a description for any consumer to swipe right on, felt objectifying—no humanity. felt used in this capitalist society. then there was some interaction, got liked by guys. experienced no attraction. but matched with only two men— very uninteresting, both of them… so I crashed out, swiped till no end, checking, worrying if I got matched. but I realised this isn’t who I am, and sat lonely in bed with regret. just wanted to make some emotional connection, maybe find someone to spend time with, only to learn the hard truth: in today’s society, tinder is no use. feeling rather silly, because I used Tinder for a couple of days, but got violated to my core, and decided this isn’t what I’m made for. i’d rather meet someone in uni, or in a bar or a club, where I’m not a list of hobbies and interests, where I’m just a person looking for love.

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