damn kate

Jan 06, 2005 22:31

Maahhh Saturday... Brent comes, I'm taking Jere with me.. Kate's paranoia has endless boundries. She made me watch this movie tonight.. Strangeland - tis about a guy who talks these two teenage girls into coming over to his house for a 'party' .. (they met online - kinda tells you the moral of the story right there) .. anyway, he ends up sewing their mouths shut, and tortures them; mutilating their bodies with massive amounts of piercings in various places before dumping one girl's body in the trunk of her car and sinking the car to the bottom of a lake. The guy himself was into a lot of body art.. he had his entire right side tatooed with three barbells through his nose, and a 00 gauge septum spike through his septum, other piercings and he liked to hang himself from hooks... he was caught eventually by the police, found not guilty by reason of insanity, spent a year in jail, two years in a mental institution before being released, and he started the same shit again after the residents of the city beat him and hanged him.
She showed me this jokingly to say 'this is what could happen to you when Brent comes HEEHEE' but It's exciting, and something like that kinda would be too.

I wonder if that guy pierced any clits during the whole time, they certainly showed an insinuation of him piercing a guy's penis. That'd be a fun thing to have but fucking hurt like... like getting your dick pierced. DAMN SON! Hmm, a side of me kinda wished I was as sick as that guy.. piercing somebody would be an interesting experience, it's like you leaving your mark on someone saying 'I did this' leaving a physical lasting impression on them for the rest of their lives.. plus it looks cool and intimidating because you see the person as not being receptive to pain like the rest of the world. And that makes me envious too, how they can take it and turn it into pleasure. ...anyone up for some masochism? :)

Anyway... my friend David wants me to go to The Castle with him tomorrow night. It's a gay club. I want to go now but I can't get ahold of him. He's the only gay friend I have, why did I say no the first time? I wouldn't be able to find anyone else to go with. Even if it's not my thing it'd be something to do. I might even enjoy it, though I'm 100% straight, damn truth I don't care who you are.

I feel like I am a caterpillar awaiting his emergence from his coccon, only to be unsure if he is ready to have the freedom to explore anything and everything which appeals to his sense of curiosity in fear of discouraging another from exploring with him.

I like being weird.

I'm out ~
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