What is your Tinder horror story?

I’m the nightmare here but I don’t care. Matched with a girl who was obviously kind of a tramp. I don’t care. I actually like that sometimes and I’m far from perfect. I had been on a slight bender after having a buddy of mine die in a car crash. So I met her one night and we had drinks. We had a decent time and all was good. We went back to my house and we were both really drunk. We both gave each other oral sex. No biggie. She goes home and everything is fine. Not a bad night.

I text her the next day just to check in. She immediately says “Can we just be friends? I really want to be with my ex boyfriend, but can you help me with my rent?” In my head I was like really bitch? I actually kind of liked her and would have kept hooking up with her but I felt like I was being used. Which I was. She basically offered more sex in return for money. I highly considered it. But when I asked how much she needed she asked for a thousand dollars....

I was like bitch you gotta be kidding me. I do remember being a little upset because I actually kind of wanted a real connection for once lol. But I knew she was just using me for money. She didn’t care about me as a person. Which is fine. But I was kind of in a bad place so I decided to fuck with this girl. I should have just blocked her but I was in a bad place mentally and was on a bender. I’m normally a really nice person and might have even given her money for sex. But I felt used and I’m not Mr. Save a Hoe. She had only known me less than 24 hours and told me she wants to be with her ex, but she needs a grand from me. Sorry but I ain’t some fuckin simp. If she played her cards better she probably could have gotten money out of me though. Maybe not a grand, but I don’t really have a problem with prostitutes so I might have done it if I wasn’t on the drugs.

At this point I had gotten real drunk. And had taken a Xanax. I should not have been around anyone. I was already texting her rude stuff and calling her a STD ridden whore. I feel kinda bad about that. But she was determined to get money out of me so she kept putting up with it. I invited her over and said I was going to pay her. Even though I had no intention of paying her. She shows up and I was kind of coherent at first but then the Xanax kicked in and I guess I went into like retard mode.

I remember I kept playing the same song on my speaker over and over after only letting it play for a verse. I was full on blacked out. It was not good. But I was also being a dick because I knew she was only there to get money out of me. I kept telling myself that she was a prostitute and it ain’t my job to save her. She eventually got so fed up with me she stormed out of my place and for good reason. She was obviously angry that she got nothing out of the deal. And I was basically being a blacked out psycho but not in a violent way.

It texted her some more crazy shit after she left but nothing violent. More like me being a sociopathic crazy fuck. I woke up and barely remember the night. I texted her and she said that I need to seek help and that I’m a bipolar psychopath. And she said if I contact her again she will report me to the police for harassment. Lol.

I’m not a bad guy. In fact I might have helped her out but I was in a very bad state of mind. So now I have a girl out there who thinks I’m a bipolar psychopath. Whatever. I really didn’t need a chick like her in my life anyway.

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