At Least whores get paid

Heard about my most recent ex girlfriend last night, let's just call her Amy, which just so happens to be her name, my circle don't blog, there's a million Amy's, it's hardly worth changing, she's definitely an Amy, but anyway, since we've been over she's apparently sleeping with anybody who'll take her, which is what she's always been like single apparently, and men being men, and her being obviously up for it, these things are obvious, tits falling out of the top, and some women are just obvious, but it just disgusted me to hear about the dickheads that have been fucking her, I mean she's a sweet girl, has a lot to offer, but if your remotely nice to her, she'll have sex with you, especially if there's any alcohol involved, and I'm sure she, and the rest of the slut population would claim they are secure, confident women having fun, but I know secure, confident women, and they don't depend on the attention of men for their self esteem or to feel desirable, secure confident women are the least slutty women, being a slut also appears to be in vogue, it's just horrible, the amount of scum that must have just shot their load up her and all the other tramps, a bit of self respect wouldn't go astray, I think with most of these people it's just a matter of maturing, but that never happens to some people. I probably just sound like a prude, and would love to be able to embrace promiscuity, but it sickens me, sweet girl, hope she meets a sweet guy, but I don't know, it did bother me, not in a jealous way, but in a someone I care about way, but fuck it, she's having her fun, we don't talk anymore, and I'm going to Berlin in a few hours.

Clock watching

I'm tired, life is fairly dull these days, but I can't think of how to change it in this current economic climate, twenty-four and on the dole is not where I thought I'd be at this stage, I just applied for a crap job with paddy powers, a step up from penneys me thinks, I like the way under title Dr is one of the options, emigration is a distinct possibility, I'm turning into one of those people I use to resent just living for the weekends, I need to change my mentality, if that's even possible, I think you are, who you are though, morals, standards and the like are holding me back, promiscuous problem drinkers seem to have a lot more fun than me, I'm watching the wrestler, seen a bit of doggy and remembered just how much I miss that sacred act with the opposite sex, damn, seven months on Thur, standards don't apply anymore, disgusts me to say, I might go out on my own tomorrow, be my dirty little secret, God knows I have enough of them.

That killed about 10mins, thanks blogging, I might keep this up.