Guys that ask me to hang out—but actually just want to hook up (but won’t admit it!) really annoy me. Even if I tell them flat out that I don’t hook up with people, they won’t stop trying to “hang out”. If I don’t like you, then I won’t hang out with you, much less hook up with you. I don’t feel sexually attracted to a guy unless I love them and respect them for who they are. And if you’re practically begging me for sex, then you’ve pretty much lost any respect I may have had for you. Who the hell do you think you are, to deserve my body? I’m worth a hell of a lot more than you can afford, so keep your little guy in your pants, thank you very much.

If you want sex so bad, hire a prostitute. Oh, don’t have any money? Well boy, maybe if you man up and get a damn job you will be able to afford to satisfy your carnal desires. I know my worth, and I won’t compromise my morals and values for you.

And don’t you know that I’ve heard “I’ll make you feel so amazing. I want to make your first time perfect” A MILLION FREAKING TIMES??? Get more creative if you want to get into my pants. Maybe you should start by not lying. How the hell can you make that guarantee in the first place? You don’t even know my standards of “perfect”. FYI, what would be a perfect first time, is to “share” my virginity with someone I truly love, and will love for a lifetime. I don’t want to “lose” my virginity. That implies that the other person is taking something from me, something I will never see again. If the time is truly right, I believe that you aren’t “losing” it, but “sharing” it with someone special. Because that first time will mean something to both of you—not just “SCORE, I can add another notch on my bedpost!”, but it will be something truly special, something worth remembering, something that will become a part of both of you, something never to be forgotten.

So stop asking me to hang out. Stop asking to me hook up. Stop asking me to do ANYTHING with you. If I want to share, I’ll make it happen. If I don’t, there’s nothing you can do to persuade me. I know who I love, and no one else can measure up to him. I don’t care how amazing you think you are—you’ll pale in comparison with him.