But, back to the point: that was before. No one asked me to. I told you before, a long time ago, so maybe you don't remember like you are now, but I told you, I only ever didn't fuck around was bc people asked me not to. idk if that's fucked up or what, but that's how it was. It was like open shit. But you, you're like a Lothario or something, idk. Either way, at the end of the day, I know I'm the prettiest, so you do you or whatever.
Liiiiike, I, Lin Alesi, would prefer it if you didn't fuck other people. However, it's not that big of a deal when they're randos, and it's still your choice. I would also prefer it if you, idk, cared, but that's some fucked thing with me, where like, you want it as some kind of tangible proof someone cares, even though I so know you do. idk. It's not romantic or whatever bs to view the shit as a finite commodity, yk? I feel that. I feel it hard. But, there's something to be said for socialization and artificial scarcity and possessiveness as demonstration of emotion and attachment, and that all feeds into it.
Am I overthinking this? Probably. But am I hella self-aware? idk
jk that was a self-awareness joke.
But, seriously, I can never tell what you want. I couldn't before, I can't now, except when your dick's hard, then I can put the pieces together. But otherwise, no.