Conquest number 34 (I am blue and unwell)

His name is Zach Boyd and he's 24 years old, lives in Salton City with his mother in a two bedroom house that smells like cat shit and wet dog. The smell of the house is so overpowering you almost don't want to go inside but then you see him and his slim body, 5'11" with dirty blonde hair and you realize that he's just your type with piercings and tattoos to match you apparently can't help yourself.

Physical attraction is a must with you, you see. It makes you stupid and settle for what's in front of you when you know deep down the person that stands in front of you is not good enough.

You have sex with him the second time you come over his house in his equally stinky bed with crumbs all over the sheets not because you need to but because you're desperate and he's cute in the moment.

His breath smells and you fake an orgasm because you realize his dick is too small. Le sigh. Sex usually fills that void you have growing in you like a black hole that becomes bigger and bigger as time goes by.

But you leave at four in the morning feeling somewhat satisfied because that bastard named "Lust" has finally been fed. You sleep with him again and it's good this time you even have more than one orgasm but it's not good enough because you found out that night that he's moving to San Diego and you realized in that moment that he doesn't even care about you that you were just someone that came into his life and is going to leave his life just as easily when he moves away. You're not afraid for people to come in and out of your life, in fact you're not even shocked anymore when it happens. You're lost and you fill your void with people, with conquests.