Clingy…was the past?

Sometime ago Mikey invented the term of super-mega-slut - to term me. don’t get me wrong that the whole conversation regarding the slut thing with mikey was simply hilarious and funny. But I had a few thoughts…whether was I really super-mega slutting around?

Friends say that it doesn’t matter as long as you feel like doing it. I would say I have slowed down a lot compare to couple of years back. Sometimes when I happened to go to sauna places again, I realised that the chances of bumping into familiar faces were getting less - or could it be the less frequent visit that I was no longer familiar with the ‘happening faces’.

Last night I had dinner with close pal and his bf and friends of his bf. Not to my surprise that an old time acquaintance of mine was also kind of a friend of my close pal’s bf. The longer you’re kinda out or knowing the scene, it’s smaller the world you find it would be. No details were necessary to be told. I meant about the friend.
Nevertheless I was told that he’s attached now and I actually saw them hangingout together before at somewhere I couldn't remember.

Seriously I really don’t know how to react to my past if happen to be in a relationship again. Since I’ve been single most of the time…would I find them… clingy? Something that is not just you can simply rub it off. Would it be someday you find out your bf old time long-standing fuckbuddy happened to be your close mate used-to-be secret fuck-mate? Or vice versa. a blunt fact thrown straight right to your face.

Rubbing off the past isn’t easy. Building up a fresh new future is equally difficult.

Guess best things come in a hard way then.