Sex and Love with WhatsApp

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I’ve been using WhatsApp to communicate with the…whatever they are. Lovers, boyfriends, guys, men. So I have a new, weird relation with my phone. I wait for messages, or turn off all network connections if I want to concentrate.

But I hang onto the communications, look them over again, look at the photos, reread some of them. I reread J (who has remained J here). I don’t really bother with the others. The ex-cop, in the end, isn’t that interesting to read. Eric can be fun.

The sad thing is the guys take all the whole thing a bit too seriously. I mean, it’s just sex. What counts is how you feel, or don’t feel. And I don’t feel anything for any of them but J. And that’s probably because I haven’t met him yet…

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