Everything I’ve Learned About Men from Their Bathroom Selfies (And Why I’ll Die Single, Thanks)
A ruthless, slightly traumatized deep dive into dating apps, bathroom lighting, and the universal mystery of why men can't put the toilet seat down
Let me begin with a trigger warning: If you’ve ever swiped right on a man because he looked semi-normal in a bathroom selfie, this story may cause psychological distress, regret, or spontaneous singlehood.
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Angela David
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