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In the past, I was must more comfortable with casual sex than I am now. In the past few months, I've developed something of a distaste for it. Or maybe I just learned my lesson--it seems every time I try to have a no-strings-attached arrangement, it's blown up in my face. I'll justify a one night stand on the basis that I'll never see the person again, and they end up at the same even I'm at, or I'll shrug it off as a just a fling, and the other person will read too much into it.
I can deal with relationships that aren't serious, or sexual encounters of a friends-with-benefits type nature--I'm picky about relationships, and I need a little bit o' play myself. But if I don't feel at the very least affection and camaraderie, in the absence of love, I leave the experience feeling rather hollow and unsatisfied.
I understand the appeal of the casual relationship, and I've had my share in the past. It's just not as satisfying as it used to be.
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