I saw my last breakup coming months away, and was relieved when we finally fought hard enough for me to break it off. We were long distance, I moved a sizable drive away for college while she stayed in our hometown.
I’d wanted to get on the dating market and just fuck around. Nights in the dorms got pretty lonely, and as my life got busier I found less and less opportunity to go home. What’s more, she only came to visit me twice in the year I was at school. I was horny and ready to go, and sure enough, I downloaded Tinder the night we broke up.
I’ve never been the guy to sleep around; I’d only been with two girls at the time, the last being my ex. I’d done pretty okay dating and flirting, but I always found some reason I didn’t want to continue before things moved past sexting or hand stuff. I’m 5’11 and around 200lbs (college rough) but I’ve been told I carry it well and don’t look anything above 175, and I’d like to think I make up for it in how I dress.