This was bad bad bad.
So, here's the back story: I met this hottie around the same time I met my EX. We shagged a lot but my ex won the battle of wits. Now that Im confused and missing him like crazy, of course Im gunna call the hottie for a little "make me feel better" (que Halle berry in Monsters Ball) session.
We smoked a joint- me a little too much. Started making it out. Which was foreign and strange but mechanically nice. Then we got into the mix, this is where I felt like a filthy S-L-U-T.
It was too soon. Too much weed, too much booty too soon.
I have since made a mends with the ex. Being single doesn't necessarily mean get back into qusi-dating one-night-stand-mode. I actually have to be an adult about this break up and deal with it.
Barf.
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