I try very hard to keep my sex life out of my social life. Those who know me well know what I'm up to when I bail on plans to hang out with a "friend" I haven't seen in a while, but that's very few. Because of this, I don't have many of my fuck buddies on my social networking sites (such as FaceBook, Twitter, or TinyChat) to avoid any potential damage. There are only two lovers who I talk to outside of bedroom matters. both of them Italian. Yum.
Anyhow, I just logged on to FaceBook for the first time in weeks. Three hours ago, one of my Italian bed buddies hit me up and told me to give him a call as soon as possible, as I missed his call. When the call didn't go through, I went to his profile page to let him know I tried, and that he should call me. Of course, knowing he is pretty much a manwhore who fucks everything with two legs, and a vagina (regardless of any other factors), I couldn't help but scroll down his page to see what (and who) he's been up to. I usually don't have bed buddies that are located so close to me, as it's awkward to know that every time you walk into that dreaded psychology class that you've had the same dick as all 35 of your female peers. But I do enjoy fucking this kid, so I let that slide. Anywho, while scrolling through his page, I noticed something... he fucks with a lot of FUGLY females. I mean, every now an then he'll get a decent looking girl (myself included) but more times than not... they're not that attractive.
Now those who know me know I'm FAR from cocky. I'm more self conscious than I let on... but I didn't need to be an egotistical bitch to know some of these girls looked ratchet and hoodratish. I mean, I think I'm pretty attractive, even without makeup, and while I could do without a couple pounds, that's an easy fix that I'm working on. But you can't fix an ugly face as easy. It doesn't make sense to me because, while he's not perfect (which I don't claim to be either) he's a good looking guy. And anything he lacks in looks (which isn't much, in my opinion) he makes up for in confidence.. which can be good or bad depending on the day and situation I've learned.
Thinking of all of this, I've come a new conclusion, one that may be considered shallow by most. To me, you're only as good, and only have as much "swag" as the last man/woman in your bed. I can go to the club, hit on a okay-but-needs-some-work looking guy and have him hooked in five minutes flat, mostly because he'll just be amazed that I'm speaking to him. But where's the fun, and prize in that? I'd rather go for the 10 who all the other girls oogle at all because not only will it make me feel better to know that I got the sexiest piece there, but it's a matter of showing off. So, shallow? Yes. But I figure if I'm going in knowing (or at least thinking) that I only plan on using him for sex, than what could be any more shallow?
In other words, set your game up.
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