F*cking Horomes


Ever since I quit internet dating, I’ve developed a bad habit.

I scope out men.

All. The. Time.

I do it at the grocery store, at work, I even do it while waiting in line to use the restroom.

It’s my new favorite past time.

I’m on the HUNT for single men.

Oh dear, did I really say that?!?

The problem is, I can’t seem to turn it off.

I literally look at every man I see (who isn’t wearing a wedding band) and the first thing I think of is whether or not I’d sleep with him.


I had my children in my 20’s so this is not my biological clock ticking down.


This is hormone-driven, pure and simple.

I want a man.

No, really. . .

I WANT a man!

Fucking hormones.

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