so i told him what was wrong. not about my grindr suspicions. but that i was broke, going to have to give notice on my apartment, move back in with my ex, that i was near suicidal (wow – the wine really loosened my tongue!) he was so great and supportive. he kept saying it … Continue reading
i agonized over this fact for days. some of my friends told me to just ask mr. chicago if he was on grindr, and if so, what was up with the lie. some friends advised me to forget it – he was just a fuck buddy – neither of us owed each other anything. i … Continue reading
so. the traumatic emotional tidal wave of my crazy what-the-eff-is-this-relationship-anyway with mr. chicago crashed into me the last two weeks and i am still sorting it out. and it all started with my new iphone … in my mad rush to download every app in existence, nushonda told me about grindr. it literally tells you … Continue reading
