TJ Antics
Last night I went to Tijuana. I got really drunk at the club, wound up in a back room blowing some guy, then I had cum on my face under a black light... Well, yeah, you get the idea. I went with my ex. He hooked up with four porn stars at the same time. That's the kind of thing he enjoys. It explains a lot about what failed in our relationshit. He told me I was hotter than all of them and how much he missed me and wished we were together again and I couldn't help it... I laughed. A lot, until I fell over. Or should I say drunkenly stumbled over? Either way. Then that boy who I blew asked me out. He didn't speak English. My friend Paco translated for us.
What future do I have with a Brazilian boy who only knows like, four sentences in English? I tried explaining to him how silly that was, but he's 18 and wouldn't listen. So I took his number and I'll never call him. You know how it is.
After I got home I started wondering why I bother doing this shit.
What future do I have with a Brazilian boy who only knows like, four sentences in English? I tried explaining to him how silly that was, but he's 18 and wouldn't listen. So I took his number and I'll never call him. You know how it is.
After I got home I started wondering why I bother doing this shit.