Hello, Random Boy,
I am sorry to inform you that the sharing of my phone number from me to you via Tinder DM was a vast mistake.
Due to the fact that you text me every single day, including multiple times when I do not respond to you — on purpose, I might add — you have made it impossible for me to ghost you. All of my tactics for turning those of which I have no interest in away have simply been foiled by your attempts to "woo" me.
I do not find you entertaining or funny, and no, for the seventh time, I will not go on a date with you.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU. WHAT IS THE POINT OF THIS?
Why did I even make a Tinder in the first place? Maybe I was bored. Maybe I just wanted to see what this thing was all about. Who knows?
Anyways, kind sir, I would really appreciate it if you could cease all contact with me from this point further. I am showing you no interest, and honestly, I'm not even that cute; really, I'm sure you could do MUCH better than me. I am so sorry it had to end like this, but actually, I'm not that sorry, and you're creeping me out. Go on, git. Goodbye. Chat never. #Unmatched.
Sincerely,
Deleting Tinder