To those not in the know. I've had a boyfriend for the last six months or so. He had been getting over his former relationship where he found out his boyfriend had been cheating on him for quite some time. It was the some time bit that had strung the relationship to the breaking point, from my outside point of view anyways. They had engaged in a bit of what some may call limited swinger behavior. So, long story short they mended their relationship. Once again I suppose I'm left in the cold. A third wheel. This is not really the first time something like this happened to me, so I guess I'm less than terribly pissed off at the event.

Okay, that's a lie. I'm mad and regretful and all that negative crap that I hope I don't feel for too long. At first you tell yourself that their stupid for going back. Or some other such self serving bullshit. I mean really the non-selfish bastard part of me wishes them happiness. That is the most simple way for me to put it.

In any case, to the tmi part of it, I think I'm a bit of a sex addict. I mean seriously. All day I just cant get the thought of getting boned out of my head. The thought of some willing male plunging his throbbing cock into my backside for hours on end has had me having embarrassing boners all day. The only solace I find that it is general and not specified. I'm also lucky I'm not at work, but getting off and toys are not sufficient. I mean nothing compares to the real thing.

I just hope I don't resort so some slutty behavior before the compulsion ends. That's why I'm writing this journal. TMI and all.