semiserious

an internalnet diablog

This weekend was such a cavalcade of hands left lingering way too long  or where they shouldn’t have been in the first place, flirty banter and looks that I am at least going to let my self think, delusional or not, that so many of the cute gays I know just socially would probably hit it, that I’m now just bored of boys and think “eh, whatever, where’s the challenge now?.”