Hot on the heels of my Christianity post, let’s talk about sex, shall we? Wouldn’t want things to get too stuffy and righteous around here.

Forget what I said about Julian and I being friends with benefits. Sure, I could call him up, keep that ball rolling… he may call me up again, feeling needy. But what happened last week was definitively make up sex. Immediately followed by break up sex. After the first time he’s stroking my arm, asking me to spend the night. After the second time he’s looking for his clothes and I’m all “peace, I’m out.”

We know better than to think we can be together. We can’t. And now we have achieved that closure. And I don’t want to fuck it up.

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