It starts the same way every time. You tell yourself this one’s different. You replay the way they said your name, the three-dot typing bubble that lingered too long, the song they posted after your first date. And suddenly, you’re…
It always starts with a photo. Two people leaving a restaurant not too close, not too far. Someone’s wearing a cap low enough to say “privacy please”, and yet the flash still finds them. Suddenly, timelines ignite, comments multiply, and…
There’s a certain art to pretending you’re emotionally fluent. You nod in the right places, text good morning like it’s instinct, remember to sprinkle heart emojis where required. But deep down, you know some of its performance. A social ritual…
Let’s be honest. Modern dating feels like running a social experiment with too many tabs open. You’ve got your notes app full of half-baked replies, your best selfie saved in three filters, and somewhere between “seen” and “ghosted,” you’re wondering…
The soft glow of your phone screen at midnight. You’ve just posted a story of his hand on your coffee mug, blurred just enough to raise eyebrows. No tags, no captions, only curiosity. Your DMs light up within minutes: “Wait……