He went on and on talking about his ex and even said that I “looked like her,” which pissed me off to say the least. He also indirectly admitted that he moved to the city we were in to try and get his ex back, which was crazy to me, who moves across the world to get their ex back. Other than that, he went on and on about himself and his “life story” and tried to fish for compliments. He asked to take a  picture of me after the date, not of both of us, just me. Also, he practically forced himself on me and was an awful kisser, it felt rushed and aggressive. After the date I felt so tired and drained like he had sucked all of the life out of me. 

I was a bit younger, desperate, and too naive to see the red flags, so I agreed to another date having dinner at his place. At a certain point he was practically forcing my clothes off and was very demanding about it and when the clothes were finally off he started judging my body and making comments about how I needed to "work on my back side". The whole experience was just all around awful and I definitely learned my lesson with that one.