December 8th Girlfriend told me it wasn’t working in the morning. I feel like hmmm maybe she’s just upset, then later calls me telling me she can’t be with me while I’m out with my mates.

With a belly full of beer I think, “fuck it I’m sick of this.” I meet an okay looking hood rat at the bar. I go back to hers and sleep with her. Immediately after starting I think “oh fuck what have I done”... I don’t finish and I leave hers crying like a woman.

Wash body with my eyes closed.

 The next day the girlfriend asks me to talk to her. We sort stuff out, she try’s to have “make up sex” (her words not mine) but I decline because I want to wash my body 1000 times before engaging in anything with her. 

I told her and she called me a cheat... I though cheating was something that happened during a relationship not during a break up. 