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Oh man I totally forgot how rough the frist few weeks of having a new Implanon is. I feel like utter shit. Damn you progestrogen! I'm meant to be leaving for work in half an hour but I'm still in my pj's (and updating lj). No energy. Which sucks because everyone is going to pit tonight and I'm not working on the Sunday for once so I was planning to get a bit messy.
There are 2 girls that have the hots for me. One is certainly going to be there, the other I'm not sure about. Hence the need for alcohol. It destroys any inhibitions that might make me act like a decent person. I'm not saying this whoring streak is a positive thing or one to advocate to young children but after this constant winding through the relationship wringer it's nice to have no complications no strings ego boosts.
Is it a little worrysome that I'm more comfortable as a jerk than as a sweetie?
There are 2 girls that have the hots for me. One is certainly going to be there, the other I'm not sure about. Hence the need for alcohol. It destroys any inhibitions that might make me act like a decent person. I'm not saying this whoring streak is a positive thing or one to advocate to young children but after this constant winding through the relationship wringer it's nice to have no complications no strings ego boosts.
Is it a little worrysome that I'm more comfortable as a jerk than as a sweetie?