Roses are red, violets shine blue, I've got a juicy story, made just for you.

Welcome. You're about to step into the hall of dating horrors.

This is the place where dating disasters get the airtime they deserve. Real submissions. Real red flags. Zero filter.

Twice a week we publish a new story. The kind of dating wreckage you'd normally only get over a third glass of wine - except now it lives on the internet, where it belongs.

First he stole my heart, then he stole my home.

I came home and my house was… gone. Kitchen? Gone. Even the skirting boards. And that was only the beginning.

Worse? Dirtier? We're listening.

Hall of Horrors.

Every Red Flag.

Don't bottle it up, baby. Unleash that dirty little story
you've had suppressed for too long.

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We're already clutching our pearls. If it's juicy enough - and honey, it sounds like it is - it'll find its way into the Hall of Horrors.

We know how much you love to disregard red flags.

Welcome to the Fellow Flaggers.

Roses are red, violets shine blue, I've got a juicy story, made just for you.

First he stole my heart, then he stole my home.

Every Red Flag.

Red flag received.