Mating Call.

Spring fever has infected everyone.  Even myself.  It has been a rough couple of weeks due to the readjusting that I have had to do since my break up.  Honestly, I do miss my ex although he did not treat me very well but most importantly I miss the sex.  We had great sex, in fact it is the best sex I have ever had so far.  We were together for a year and a half and so you get used to having great sex and then when your suddenly without great sex, you just feel like crap.  Plain and simple.  The funny thing about it was that I was very close to sending him an email and asking him if he wanted to have sex with me with me but then I was downtown and I ran into some mutual acquaintances and they were acting kind of strange towards me.  I flat out asked them what was wrong and they claimed that my ex had told people that I was psycho and so he had to change his cell phone number because I kept calling him.  So I had to waste 15 infuriating minutes of my life explaining to them that I have not spoken to him since we broke up and how I specifically wrote him a letter that clearly stated that I never wished to speak to him again.  Not only was I caught totally off guard by this but it also ruled out any possibility of me asking him to sleep with me.  To be perfectly honest, it really hurt my feelings.  Not only was he a total asshole to me during the duration of our relationship, by constantly walking out on me and being a manipulative cock sucker, but he also has to be an asshole to me when we are not even sleeping together!  Overall, it was just painful weekend.  To make matters worse I've been looking at cock pictures on craigslist and I have been watching too much YouPorn.  I'm surprised I don't leave a fucking slug trail everywhere I go.  Talk about being sexually frustrated.  It has been so challenging that I have actually considered smoking cigarettes again just to take my mind off sex.  UHHHHH!  It makes me so pissed off because these guys that keep bothering me are just not good enough for me and so having a rebound is out of the question.  At least not until I find someone that is worthy of my time.  I'm not talking about some pasty ass 90 lbs weakling.  I'm talking about some fine ass bitch with a good tan from working outside, big rough hands, and...  you get the picture.  That bitch better get me off too because I fucking deserve it.