MAYBE I AM A SLUT

I find ‘one-night stands’ liberating. There is something about losing your ambitions for a night, letting loose and letting the liquor take you where it may. If I don’t feel the need to stay in contact with my sexual conquests, that’s my prerogative.

“Are you guys still chatting!?” – a question every girl is asked by her bffls after a random hookup

By now you’d think I’d be used to the empathetic yet condescending response from my bitties “it’s ok babe, guys are such jerks” and I am! I honestly have no interest in carrying on meaningless conversation for a few days with a stranger I used for a good time.

Here is some simple math: talking = feelings = messy = thanks, but no thanks

 

Talking leads to feelings. When you get to know someone, you form an opinion of them. Doesn’t matter if you end up liking them or hating them… you now have feelings.

Feelings are messy. Good or bad, feelings about someone get messy. I don’t need the shame spiral that will inevitably come upon finding out Mr. Lastnight is a total loser just as much as I don’t care for the attachment that will come from learning he is hilarious, intelligent, and wealthy.

When I have fun with someone I want to just chalk it up to a win and leave it at that. Right now I’m not looking for anything serious but when the time comes that I am.. well I don’t plan on finding it drunk in a bar.

love always – Emmi