Addendum

Alright, I wasn't completely honest. Walk of shame boy? Let's call him WOS for short, it's fitting. Well.

The first time we kissed was last spring, when we were both very, very drunk. I knew that he had slept with one of my best friends a few times. We were all out together that night, and she went home with a boy, and jokingly told me, "Don't sleep with him!" when I told her WOS was going to walk me to my car. I laughed because I had definitely never thought of WOS in that way, but about 15 minutes later, we were kissing like mad.

At the drunken time, I reasoned that we weren't sleeping together, as she had requested. The next day I realized that likely still counted as going against her wishes.

Then I wasn't sure if he liked me or whatnot, because he immediately texted me when I left his house, and facebook friended me that day (we all know how important it is to be FB'd, hahaha.). For a couple weeks, I kept drunkenly (and regrettably) texting him, despite him not giving me anything to work with. I finally deleted his number because I didn't even like him! I just wanted his attention because he refused to give it.

And he was the boy who I made out with in the bathroom last month. Remember him? I ended up walking home at 2:30 in the morning, feeling very shameful. The very next afternoon we ended up at the same well-loved brunch place. We talked a bit, and then he spent an hour or so making out hardcore with a mutual friend at the bar.

So why am I doing this? It's the chase. It's the drama. A secret part of me wants to be the girl who changes his manwhoring ways. What is that?