When you’re a constant user of Grindr (and drugs), sometimes it can all become a little bit of a blur. As demonstrated in this recent Grindr chat…


Sent in from John, London. 

You know what I mean bruv, like you’re tell one they were off they face yet expect them to remember you? Double standards? Obvs.

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