The guy I’m seeing just texted me that he met a nice guy at the pool at his hotel in Thailand.
The guy ended up being one of my old regular hookups from SF.
I’ve either slept with too many people or the gay world is too small.
Doorman: Both elevators are broken and won’t be fixed for an hour.
Me after a few min on Grindr: Cool, see you in a bit.
And my friends say I’m not resourceful…
Me: I’ve gotta eat right to look good for Fire Island.
Me in Fire Island: Yeah, a bowl of Reese’s Puffs paired with a tequila orange juice is an appropriate snack.
Me: maybe I should try to find a man…
Me after opening a dating app and looking at all of the messages I’ve ignored for the last week: Actually, I’m good 😬🤷🏻♂️
To the person who threw ice at me and my friends as we took pictures together… sorry you hate yourself. I hope you learn to stop spreading hate. Let’s only spread love 💕