Tuesday, July 20, 2010
stop that! don't you know its rude to stare?
i think, i know him.
someone you slept with again?
i am not sure. but more likely.
seriously, do you still know how many have you slept with?
dude, who's counting?
are you flattering yourself again?
in a way. but its more of me, morally telling you, i already lost count.
i guess, i just can't imagine myself standing or passing by someone i just had casual sex with.
you'll get used to it once you have realized its not that bad.
yeah. most of the time, i feel like there is a number of familiar guys in the building i have already slept with?
how did you know?
in the elevator. they would look at me and whisper to each other. then become silent after wards. but i just brush it off.
people from the company?
no.fortunately, i am not yet the whore that you think i am.
of course not. you still haven't had me.
then we both laugh.
i have realized that in this kind of preference, where finding commitment and settling down is almost next to impossible, everything is justifiable. everything has a reason, as long as people are open in listening and understanding it.
for T, i know, being promiscuous is the only chance he has in order to find that impossibility, even if he always remains silent about it.