Summary: I was at a party some time ago with my girlfriend 'Cat'(of 2 years), and I was on fire. I held all the attention, a young girl next to me with revealing clothes was flirting with me, and I cupped a feel.

It was moronic to say the least, she and some 'not quite alpha' was talking about how hard her tits were when he bumped into her tits, she was smiling - to me - and said her tits were actually quite soft. I told her I would be the judge of that.

Everyone knew I had a girlfriend, but I was wild. I had never felt so alpha before, I acted the way I wanted, and the girls, laughed, smiled, and never said no. The boys didn't challenge me. I was unhinged; full dark-triad.

The girl currently likes my every post, but potentially, it could have gone the other way around, I sensed that it wouldn't, but potentially, She could have told my girlfriend and fuck up the evening. She didn't. She loved it. It was our little game, our little secret. I was being kinda but kinda not unfaithful, but I was also being so hot.

That made it okay.

Worst part is, they believe it. They actually believe the shit they sell themselves mostly based on what they feel in the moment. Society does too. Truth is relative to the amount of people holding wooden clubs in hand. The truth is; Truth is dead.

I feel quite frankly like I have snapped. But after stepping over the edge like I did, I expected to fall, not float around like Major Tom.

My life is too short, and so is yours. Don't make stupid mistakes, but never grow complacent, seize the motherfucking day every day. It's about time I'll go find a new apartment, toss the old cat out and go hunting for some new pussy.