Fuck this one horse town!
I am so sick and tired of the Tucson gay scene, I could just shoot myself. Or move away. Yeh, move to California sounds like a truly awesome idea. It is nights like these that I realize I will NEVER find a good man in this shit hole of a city. Even Phoenix would be a step up, but lord knows I have no intention of ever living there. First, I go on what I guess you could call a date with this cute guy who's a stripper. He wants to see me again, and I guess if I wanted to journey through tedious hell again I could go out with him, but I think the chances are slim. Next I go to IBT's. Same old trash, all the cute guys I've already fucked in my slut stage or are annoying or stuck up prudes. Jesus Chirst if only weed were legal and I could go to a marijuana bar and just smoke up and chat with people. God forbid that anyone go out of their own comfot zone to come up and talk to someone new at that forsaken bar. I guess I'm guilty as well, but as I said above, I can't really see anyone interesting enough to go up and talk to. Everytime I go to that bar it reminds me why I enjoy parties with the younger crowd so much more. But recently the younger crowd has really damaged my sensibilities with their immature thoughtless actions. I feel so stuck like I'm never going to have the chance to find someone to love and love me back. For awhile I thought I would be moving to Cali this may, but now it seems like that probably wont happen because of all the fucking bills I have to pay. Damnit I make more money than almost all my friends, why does it disappear so fucking quickly-- I'm not even doing drugs anymore! And lord knows I only pay for alcohol once in a blue moon. I am sooo done with Tucson!