Post: #1

Quote:At 38 weeks pregnant — in a committed relationship with Netflix and carbs, splitting most of my free time between the two — I decided to rejoin Tinder. Mostly, I was curious. As someone who’s written about dating and relationships throughout my career, I was used to using myself as a guinea pig, and couldn’t help but be intrigued by how men would react to an obviously pregnant photograph. But what I didn’t admit was that I was also doing it for myself. When you’re single, there’s something surprisingly comforting about sending one-liners off into the ether, knowing that someone 1.8 miles away finds you attractive enough to flirt with on a random weekday afternoon.

I hadn’t had that in ages. While I had been surrounded by supportive friends during my pregnancy, I had the feeling of my world contracting with each passing week. Prior to becoming pregnant, a stranger who might change my world was just a swipe away. Now, as a soon-to-be mom, I knew my entire life was about to get much less spontaneous — and wanted one more reminder of the life I was leaving behind.

I know women date while pregnant. But I also knew I wasn’t going to be one of them.

“What are you going to do with all that free time?” a friend remarked when I told her my dating days were, at least temporarily, over.

I hadn’t thought about it. But she was right: Without looking for a relationship or being in a relationship — my defaults ever since I was a teenager — there was no telling what I could accomplish. I considered the hours I’d spent Tindering, texting, and analyzing boyfriend behavior over wine, not to mention the dates themselves. With so much free time, surely I’d be able to blog regularly, expand my recipe repertoire, finish writing a novel, and maybe even start a business.

But it didn’t work out that way. Morning sickness lasted well into my second trimester, exhaustion rounded out the third. My biggest accomplishment was watching eight seasons of Law & Order: SVU in two months. But despite the lack of productivity, I felt something was happening: It was nice to finally calm down about the state of my romantic life. I didn’t feel like I was missing out on meeting someone when I RSVP’d no to a party. I liked knowing the people texting me were actual friends, not random men I’d met online. And I also loved having an instant line to shut down catcallers on the street: Dude, I’m pregnant.

But then, seven months later and two weeks before my due date, I began feeling antsy and listless; I was panicking about the fact that my life had already irrevocably changed, and I had no idea what my future life as a single mom with a baby would look like. And it was that — not some sociological experiment — that compelled me to post a bump photo to Tinder, reactivating my profile in the process. I updated my profile text to explain the photo: American-ish with a Canadian sounding accent. Love hiking, adventures, and getting distracted. Yes, that is a current baby bump. No, it’s not yours.

Within seconds, I began getting matches — not as many as I used to when my profile was full of pre-pregnant pictures, but enough to give me that social-media self-esteem boost — and the comments were neither pervy nor insulting. Some were curious, asking if I was really looking for dates. Others wanted to know whether it was a boy or a girl. And some just said I was brave for doing what I was doing.

Simultaneously, I posted a bump photo of myself under the “Moments” section of the app, where previous matches are able to view a photo during a 24-hour window. And that was where the Tinder magic happened. Immediately, I was connected to an entire world — literally — of roads not taken, just based on previous matches.

The summer before, I’d used Tinder as a tool to travel around Europe, meeting up with locals for beer and conversation. Occasionally, our flirtation would turn into a tryst, but most of the time, it would be a one-off conversation over coffee or drinks before we both went our separate ways. I loved getting to see cities on the back of motorbikes and order foods I’d never have the courage to try on my own. I loved going to bars I’d never have found without the help of a local, and kissing in the doorways of hostels.

And as excited as I was for motherhood, I also missed that anything-can-happen life. Which was why I loved getting responses from ghosts of Tinder dates past in response to my “Moments” bump photo. Kevin from Galway, whom I’d met for a few rounds of whiskey and red lemonade in a pub last June, offered me name suggestions. Nicolas from Aix-en-Provence told me that he had spent the winter taking tango lessons. Robert from Dubrovnik had finally found a girlfriend who didn’t mind the fact that he still occasionally trolled Tinder looking for tourists to show around town.

These text exchanges were short, and I loved how genuine they were. When you’re in the middle of dating, it’s easy to forget that you’re trying to connect with a real person. Seeing all the people who’d entered my life, however briefly, through Tinder made me feel really connected to the world at large, as well as confident I would be able to rejoin it whenever I was ready.

I deleted the app the night I went into labor. I didn’t need it; the validation was no longer necessary. To tell the truth, I have no idea what my dating life will look like post-baby. Part of me does wonder what my daughter will think in the future if she finds this article and learns that her mother was texting on Tinder while counting her kicks. But what I’d like for her to take away from the Tinder experiment is what I’d like to teach her about life in general: That it’s a big world out there, that fleeting connections don’t have to be meaningless, and that sometimes, it’s nice to have a near-stranger affirm that, yes, the name you’ve chosen for your kid is perfect.

http://nymag.com/thecut/2015/05/what-i-l...ester.html if you want to read it.

Confirmed slut, who is pregnant without a father in the picture feels undesirable and goes on tinder, knowing that thirsty dudes will provide her the validation that she needs, despite being really large. This just goes to prove the thirst will never be quenched.

Post: #2

Pretty sure I found her:



http://annakdavies.blogspot.com/

A rich, pampered girl living the sex in the city lifestyle who blogs and writes for a living (thanx Dad!). Filing under no consequences for women.

Post: #3

How annoying and typical. I wonder which one of her European sex tourism "guides" is the father.

Another tally on the wall for the Red Pill. Epidemic of thirsty simps and carefree do-no-wrong women.

Post: #4

Based on what she wrote, I have a feeling her baby daddy is from Europe and she will be on Tinder again measuring her validation as a single mom.

Post: #5

I know they have become increasingly popular around here....... but I think these style titles are a eyesore

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Post: #7

(06-22-2015 08:51 AM)Harvey Specter Wrote:  

Quote:The summer before, I’d used Tinder as a tool to travel around Europe, meeting up with locals for beer and conversation. Occasionally, our flirtation would turn into a tryst, but most of the time, it would be a one-off conversation over coffee or drinks before we both went our separate ways.

So she admits to using guys for free food and drinks across Europe, occasionally fucking a few (probably the ones offering her drugs or a free room for the night).

Why not just say that she used prostitution to pay for a low-rent European vacation? And I agree with the others, the dad is some random Euro-hookup.

Post: #8

I remember the first time I heard a girl talk about going to "backpack" across Europe with another chick for the summer. I was like WTF? Mid-20s white girls just hopped a plane and flew over to London. No hotel reservations, no real plans, just a backpack full of totally useless girl shit. I had no clue what that was about, just figured they were stupid.

She came back with herpes, gonorrhea and genital warts. True story.

Post: #9

HAH and woman are offended why we'd question they're traveling plans ?

It's a kiss of death for a relationship if she's going to another country.

Men's thirst has no bounds, I guess unless you have a fetish for banging pregnant women.

This is just pathetic and sad, have fun being a miserable single mother.

Post: #10

Don't hate the player hate the game.

She's enjoying the society men have created. I actually was impressed with her honesty.

She basically stated everything we on RVF write about all the time. So, she's typical.

Our society is fucked, but I had no feelings toward her when reading that.

Post: #11

And this is why you should never mass swipe and jerk one out to come to your senses.

Don't be surprised by this guys, a 90 year old grandma could get laid more than the best looking man on the planet by simply having a vagina. I made peace with this long ago.

Post: #12

(06-22-2015 11:21 AM)heavy Wrote:  Don't hate the player hate the game.

She's enjoying the society men have created. I actually was impressed with her honesty.

She basically stated everything we on RVF write about all the time. So, she's typical.

Our society is fucked, but I had no feelings toward her when reading that.

I agree with everything but the bolded part. She's enjoying the society that technology, feminism and progressives have created and men are reacting to. Unfortunately, outside the manosphere, typical men react in wholly thirsty and predictable ways.

Post: #13

I feel sorry for the kid, can you imagine all the men that will pass in and out of her life.

Post: #14

There is a pic of her pregnant on google images but I cant figure out how to post it. She is a 4. Probably a nympho 4. Gonna be tough for her trying to get laid with a screaming baby in the room. Cant leave it alone and go clubbing either. Women here get arrested every week abandoning their kids at night doing this very thing.

Post: #15

Her Instagram profile is open:

https://instagram.com/companyshekeeps/

Based on her looks, it seems that she has to be brazen about her "sexploits." Signalling that she's easy and always DTF is the best way for her to get attention. Her looks on their own won't generate much interest from the type of men she thinks she's entitled to.



Single mom with crazy eyes, guilty of brazen slutyness and shameless, excessive attention whoring. WNB.

Post: #16

(06-22-2015 11:29 AM)DannyAlberta Wrote:  

(06-22-2015 11:21 AM)heavy Wrote:  Don't hate the player hate the game.

She's enjoying the society men have created. I actually was impressed with her honesty.

She basically stated everything we on RVF write about all the time. So, she's typical.

Our society is fucked, but I had no feelings toward her when reading that.

I agree with everything but the bolded part. She's enjoying the society that technology, feminism and progressives have created and men are reacting to. Unfortunately, outside the manosphere, typical men react in wholly thirsty and predictable ways.

Then men are also to blame in supplicating this behavior, feeding it, and feeding into it.

This chicks eyes scream crazy and one of her post suggests she was an alcoholic at one point. She even took a hospital selfie after her water broke.

Post: #17

(06-22-2015 12:24 PM)kaotic Wrote:  This chicks eyes scream crazy

Oh yes.

Thousand cock stare there gents.

Post: #18

Oh god, someone impregnated that?

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Post: #20

(06-22-2015 12:24 PM)kaotic Wrote:  

(06-22-2015 11:29 AM)DannyAlberta Wrote:  

(06-22-2015 11:21 AM)heavy Wrote:  Don't hate the player hate the game.

She's enjoying the society men have created. I actually was impressed with her honesty.

She basically stated everything we on RVF write about all the time. So, she's typical.

Our society is fucked, but I had no feelings toward her when reading that.

I agree with everything but the bolded part. She's enjoying the society that technology, feminism and progressives have created and men are reacting to. Unfortunately, outside the manosphere, typical men react in wholly thirsty and predictable ways.

Then men are also to blame in supplicating this behavior, feeding it, and feeding into it.

This chicks eyes scream crazy and one of her post suggests she was an alcoholic at one point. She even took a hospital selfie after her water broke.

The blame game goes back to the men who legalized female voting. It's kinda silly to blame anyone today.

Regardless, as they say in politics, "deserves ain't got nothing to do with it." Who cares who is to blame? All we can do is exploit this situation to our own ends while trying to make things a little bit better in the long run.

Post: #21

"A society gets the women it deserves."
-Tuthmosis

Post: #22

(06-22-2015 05:31 PM)Tuthmosis Wrote:  "A society gets the women it deserves."
-Tuthmosis

Unfortunately this is absolutely true, I hope someday the pendulum swings the other way.

Post: #23

(06-22-2015 11:36 AM)rpg Wrote:  There is a pic of her pregnant on google images but I cant figure out how to post it. She is a 4. Probably a nympho 4. Gonna be tough for her trying to get laid with a screaming baby in the room. Cant leave it alone and go clubbing either. Women here get arrested every week abandoning their kids at night doing this very thing.

Oh, she can still get laid- See rap music:

Ludacris
"Freaky Thangs"
(feat. Jagged Edge, Twista)

I'm the Prince dick of insanity. I'm good lovin, body-rockin,
knockin boots all night long, we not stoppin.
I don't care if the kids watchin, I stir it like motherfuckin
coffee and brown sugar. Girls dem sugar.

Post: #24

(06-22-2015 06:35 PM)eljeffster Wrote:  

(06-22-2015 11:36 AM)rpg Wrote:  There is a pic of her pregnant on google images but I cant figure out how to post it. She is a 4. Probably a nympho 4. Gonna be tough for her trying to get laid with a screaming baby in the room. Cant leave it alone and go clubbing either. Women here get arrested every week abandoning their kids at night doing this very thing.

Oh, she can still get laid- See rap music:

Ludacris
"Freaky Thangs"
(feat. Jagged Edge, Twista)

I'm the Prince dick of insanity. I'm good lovin, body-rockin,
knockin boots all night long, we not stoppin.
I don't care if the kids watchin, I stir it like motherfuckin
coffee and brown sugar. Girls dem sugar.

Guilty of banging a girl on a blow up plastic bed across the room from a baby crying in a crib. We did this on a few occasions, needless to say she was a pretty big slut anyways.

The baby....some marine/army dude banged her out and bailed before the child was even born.

And its a baby girl.

Post: #25

Quote:“What are you going to do with all that free time?” a friend remarked when I told her my dating days were, at least temporarily, over.

"Hook-up culture promoter" is a full time job.