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Sex. That's basically all that goes through my mind on a daily basis. There's just something about it that makes me giddy. Jesus Christ. I just said the word giddy. It's just exciting; I meet a new girl every weekend at different parties, hoping that they'll find me appealing enough to give me an hour on them. In fact, there's a party tonight. Good thing, too, because Alia hasn't really talked to me after I went back to her. I don't really know why, but it doesn't really bother me. She always does this. I dress in my long Jack Daniels shirt, no bottoms, my black knee high socks, combat boots, and a burgundy cardigan. Simple outfit, but it works. I head out to the party, women cluttering my brain on the way there. I'm sex hungry. I see a few girls at the party, but my eyes move there gaze to one person. And this time it's not a woman.