Israeli men ruin me

You guys. I am *so cooked*

There are way too many Israeli guys in LA, and they are way too hot, and they are freakin crazy – which means they’re also hella fun, and I am so, so, so cooked fam. I’m too impulsive for this, nobody better give me rosé, I’m already planning the wedding. And I should not be allowed on dating apps.

edit 8/10/26: yuuuuuuuup. Week-long boyfriends. Dudes are such a roller coaster. Fun to ride but you’ll end up motion sick.

edit: 8/11/26: haha ok, maybe more than a week (>.>)

8/21/26: Yep. yup. yuppers. I’m in trouble. Currently swimming in oxytocin hardcore. feck. send help.

9/1/26: annnnnnnd they’re gone. Obviously the roller coaster fboys come and go quickly. But now at over 2 months of seeing a guy, just enough time to love him a little, and now he’s going back to Israel. I freakin *told* you these men ruin me. Been crying for a week strait. Happy birthday to me!

I mean, I started dating someone else now (>.>) (and yep you guessed it, he’s a cutie Israeli guy) but I also have deleted all my apps. It’s a freakin’ dopamine circus. *Do not* let me go back on apps. do. not. let. me. go. on. dating. apps.

meow