Tinder, Our Love - Hate Relationship

Robotic Cam Girls, ex girlfriends, desperate models, and people with the conversational skills of an asparagus.Welcome to my tinder world!Yes, I'm on tinder and I am not ashamed!If I'm not being asked to sign up to pay as you view sex cams, or being told "I like your hair," to which I can only find unique responses for so many times before my generic reply of, 'Thanks,' makes an appearance, then I'm being blanked. Thank you pretty lady for toying with my emotions by right swiping my ugly mug, filling me with hope before completely blanking me after I finally push my ever lingering insecurities to the side and take the plunge to message you.Then when you finally sift through the robotic sex workers and the blankers, you meet the asparagus - asparaguses - asparagie? - the ladies that, no matter how hard you try, you get jack shit from their replies. One word answers, or the generic 'Good, and you?' 'What are you up to?' 'Nothing much, you?' and so on. Which leaves me to wonder, have we lost the art of communication? Or is it just easier to be blaze when you're behind a phone screen? So, off through the sieve with you asparagus ladies.Then there's the 'look at me half naked in this picture, and this picture, and this one, and this one too, accompanied by a completely blank bio' girls. Am I the only male deeply concerned about the amount of half naked girls, flaunting their breasticles and arse cheeks in every single photo on their profile, as if they feel they have nothing else to offer other than their bodies? Surely there's SOME substance to you other than your figure? STOP SELLING YOUR BODIES LADIES, YOU ARE BY FAR THE BETTER SEX, REMEMBER THAT. DO NOT SINK TO SIX PACK ABS GUY'S LEVEL! Now look, we all know tinder is known for the random hooking up between two people, BUT I can say that my last serious relationship came from the app of mighty red flame.Yes that's right, if you look hard enough, there are needles amongst the haystack! And despite the impending heart ache, or awkward fazing out, it is worth the sifting! So many adventures await you, when you find a genuine and life loving match, so hang in there my fellow swipers, good things could be round the corner.After much rambling, let me get the of this blog:I joined tinder because I often find myself too busy to go out and socialise like the normal percentage of the human race, especially - sadly - at weekends, and too socially awkward / hindered to approach a girl at a bar, but now it's beginning to feel like despite that, it would be easier than logging into tinder. The very reason tinder was created is rapidly disintegrating. As is most social media. Tinder's supposed to be used for a quick and easy hookup, or an easier option for those hindered by anxiety and imposter syndrome like myself, to actually get a foot in and find a decent companion. It has however, become a bizarre sexual tool for self promotion to get more online followers, and to push their notoriety on social media further into this crazy celebrity obsessed world, rather than looking for that genuine partner.I guess I'd better free up some time and get to work on my chat up lines and bar game.UPDATEI'll just leave this here,