I suppose when I make up my mind, I don't hold back.
I recently decided to give slutting around a chance, and I kicked that process off by meeting a boy from the internet, sharing a couple of beers, and immediately having sex with him. In the back of my van. In the bar parking lot.
I regret nothing.
...Except for the used condom that my friend discovered while riding in the back of the van.
"WHAT THE FUCK?! WHY IS THERE A USED CONDOM BACK HERE?! YOU JUST LET ME LAY ON THIS FLOOR!"
But I watched him put the condom in the trash. I saw him do it. With my own eyes.
Is this Schrodinger's fucking condom?!
I suppose I can just take this as "gaining a new best friend," since there really is no going back after a moment like that.