The Concern is Mine Alone

     I know I have a lot to say about my love life, but it’s kind of a happening place. I’ve tried to shut up about it, but it’s harder than you think when you have nosey friends and more than one lover at a time. Everyone has an opinion. It doesn’t matter how much of it is old news, someone finds out something new and it has to be brought to your attention. Again. Oh! And another fifty thousand times after.

     About a month ago, my ex started dating a new girl. Yes, I was still fucking him when they supposedly got together. Rude on his part. I didn’t even know he was dating. I assumed, but it wasn’t really a big deal. Anyways, he started dating one of my girl’s friends. She just found out today and freaked out and is asking me all these questions. She wants to know when I stopped talking to him and all these things. Really, it’s like, “This is none of your fucking business.” So, we didn’t work out. So, he was a jerk. I’m sure he has quite an arsenal to say about me as well. Maybe things will work out better for them. It’s really no one else’s concern.

     I am kind of seeing someone. He wants me to be his girlfriend, but he’s a little young for me. That, and I’m not done seeing other people. I like getting/making booty calls. So, that makes me slutty. I don’t care about your labels. I believe in condoms. If I was in a relationship, I’d be having the same amount of sex, it just would be the same guy every time. I like variety. You know, everyone is good at something different. I have a guy that likes to get wasted and fuck all night, I also have a guy that doesn’t drink. I have a guy that likes butt stuff. I have a guy that likes eating pussy. Point is, I love my smorgasbord. I’m also very open about it. If you ask, don’t be uncomfortable when I answer. Don’t judge me when I answer either. I don’t look down at you for asking in the first place. I also don’t ask about your sex life. Why? It’s none of my fucking business.

     I’ve lost friendships over this. Say, I used to see a guy. I’m not anymore, but I used to. I’m not friends with any of these guys that this has happened with, but people come up to me and just give me random updates about my old flames. I don’t care. The only time this has held any interest to me is when one of them died. Even then, I had personal shit going on and I wasn’t about to go out of my way for the funeral. Why did I even need to know? I wasn’t talking to him, I hadn’t in a long ass time. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I kind of have a theme going on here. Mind your own fucking business!

     I don’t care if you have your friend’s best intentions in mind, it’s usually best not to stir the pot. If they want to talk to you, then they will.