“Are we simply romantically challenged, or are we sluts?”

I can tell you for a fact that I am not a slut.

And this fact, simply, is because I consciously strive to avoid the dreaded title. I won't hook up with guys that have any questionable morals (which leaves few) or anyone thinks questionably about (which leaves none).

I have to ask myself: what am I doing? Instead of living life the way I want to, giving in to whatever desires and impulses I see fit, I'm living life the way I think I should so that I can fit into a certain stereotype.

Something else I've noticed: people choosing to have "things" instead of relationships. What defines a relationship, and why have we eschewed the traditional title in favor of something more befitting of scattered moral standards? Do we believe it's easier to break a "thing" off? Do "things" entitle us to a little extra booty on the side? How long until a "thing" becomes a relationship? Will it ever?

C