I’m writing just to write. There’s not much happening on the dating front right now. I hid my online account, and I’ve dried up most of the resources in my pool.

It’s been two months since I’ve kissed a boy. I’m over here thirsty as hell, yet still unwilling to just give it up to anyone.

I hung out with dog park boy a few more times. I think the thing with him is…he’s not a strong personality. And I need that. Because I’m a strong personality. He’s good looking in most moments, has brilliant blue eyes and a great smile. Yet something…I don’t know, maybe that he flaked on me twice for game night or seems like he might be lazy…keeps me from being certain about him.

And if he’s not a fuck yes…then isn’t he a fuck no?

There’s this other guy from Insta that I went out with about a month ago. He’s sporadic about texting me and makes noises about hanging out but never actually asks or tries to make plans.

I’m pretty sure he sexted me yesterday, though. It wasn’t a pic of the D per se, because I couldn’t actually see it. I could, however, definitely see his six-pack abs and the fact that he was naked.

So I get it. He wants to sleep with me. I know that’s what he wants. And I want it, too. Only…I’ve never been a girl who hooks up just to hook up. And I’m not sure I can or even want to do that. So for now, it’s just a flirtation. I’m almost positive I won’t hook up with him.

But two months is a long time. And it’s Spring and everyone’s getting Boo’ed up and dammit this dry spell has gone on long enough.