drunk in lima
ohhhh im drink. i mean drunk. oh my. this is me not writing a drunk meail and by that i mean email to girl, but rather updating my goddamn journal. i hate men. i am tired of fucking boys trying to get with me. i am FUCKING MOTHERFUCKING GAY. hello, how hard is that to grasp. no matter how attractive, how unlikely because i am wearing a skirt, how much my hips dont lie when i dance, i am one gay motherfucker. so if you know that, STOP MOTHERFUCKING HITTING ON ME you stupid idiotic retarded boys. god.
especially if you are a gayish, feminine, gay-by-the-rules-of-america boy DONT FUCKING HIT ON ME. its like being 16 and at the fucking gay pride parade full of people thinking im a nice little ally. im not the ally, im the dyke. and im not goddamn unusual, interesting, worthy of photographing, trying to seduce you, or too pretty to be gay so FUCK YOU. jesus fucking christ. all men are the same. BORING. BOORRRINNNGGGG. which is why i like to fuck women you goddamn macho egocentric over-eager pieces of shit.
fucking a. im going to bed.
especially if you are a gayish, feminine, gay-by-the-rules-of-america boy DONT FUCKING HIT ON ME. its like being 16 and at the fucking gay pride parade full of people thinking im a nice little ally. im not the ally, im the dyke. and im not goddamn unusual, interesting, worthy of photographing, trying to seduce you, or too pretty to be gay so FUCK YOU. jesus fucking christ. all men are the same. BORING. BOORRRINNNGGGG. which is why i like to fuck women you goddamn macho egocentric over-eager pieces of shit.
fucking a. im going to bed.