Los Angeles.

I love it here.

But I wouldn't move to LA.
Even tho I might have to end up there.
It so slow here after NY.
It's so clean and quite.

But she was just having a bad dream. Really, she's okay now.

Today was just a recovery day. Last night was fairly amazing, but it still had its downturns.
I realize that Girls Night Out never turns out to be just Girls. And it kinda upsets me, but not
after the check is payed and we are heading to another place. Boys can be useful.
Tomorrow will be different, it'll be me, pot and Sarah, cruising my neighborhood. So ye, if you won't see us online anymore, look for us somewhere in the dumpsters on Russian Ave.
I am kinda excited about the end of this week. Saturday I will be very gone, not a care in the world.
Just Jacuzzi, Wine, and Illegal Enjoyment.
P.S. Maybe I will move it to Fri.

I am driven by sexuall desires

What do we really know about the person we are with. What do we really understand about them.
I never try to go deep in, well at least not anymore. The first thing that interest me, is how good they are in bed. Sex ruins and drives the relationship to the Ideal Thing. It is selfish, some guys with small penises might say. But I am very picky. I rather deal with ur problems in life than deal with you being a bad fuck. I have seen so many gorgeous man, and end up leaving them right after they fall asleep. I have seen the girls that make me go crazy about them, but it all disappears right after they take their cloths off and go down. Please, I don't judge, and I know everything comes with experience. But you will have to really get to me, that I will even try to make something out of it.
I believe in love, and stuff. But I don't believe in laying there trying to pretend that I enjoy a min of being under you. I waste a lot of time in my life, but I will never waste the time of my sex.