Don’t objectify me. Tinder nightmares continue.

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  Ummmm. Okay. So, on what planet did calling me fat as your opening line occur to you? It does not matter if you like it or not. It’s just weird. 

I don’t want people to point out my body as the reason they want to know me. I don’t want to be an object. I want to be wanted because of who I am as a person. I know, then why am I on Tinder? It doesn’t matter- you can look at the picture and think “damn! I want to hit that” all day long. Just don’t say it as your opening line. 

Don’t talk about my tits, my ass, or any other part of my anatomy under my clothes. I don’t know you. It’s just skeevy. I promise it is not going to get you a date. 

Don’t call me thick, asshole. 

(Smiling sweetly and deleting you as a match now.) oh- and by the way- I accidentally swiped right on you. So there. 

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