Showing posts with label Lux. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lux. Show all posts

Yippie Boys

Holy fucking hell. I was in Santa Cruz the past two days and was the biggest mind slut ever. I didn't even realise I was saying vulgar things out loud until Tevye and Lux pointed it out. Apparently, I was repeatedly saying something along the lines of "wanting to fuck every guy on campus." Oh, and while in earshot of some possible students to boot. But it's chill because everything about that city is chill. (And Alessandro says it's because they all want my poon anyway.) So 'tis all good.

Like, the minute we stepped onto the scene, there was a large crowd of over thirty walking to Oakes that invited to us a party. And one knows when there's any mention of any partying, Lux and Tevye are down, down, down. So we followed the masses in the back. And there, some friendly with Ray Bans and cottonmouth chatted me up about the suspension of his major and the wrongness of the man. And all his friends were saying the same thing until we reached the "party," which turned out to be a mass protest. I swear I fell in love with every boy that moment. But, unfortunately, le party twins got bored and we explored the rest of the city, where we ran into uncool yet hot European boys and racist douchebags. Fun.

Lazy + Tired Garbage

1. Been three weeks. Too lazy to update. Currently juggling 50+ boys.
2. Granted a whore’s ultimate wish. Accepted into my dream school.
3. Sven. European model. Wants to fuck. “Never been with an Asian before.”
4. Jesse reconnected. Haven’t seen him since third grade. Meeting up next week.
5. Random boy. Foot fetish. Enough said.
6. Jack. Webcam mishap. Accented mother barging in. Total hilarity.
7. Eames. Mutual friend. Job is feeding llamas. Seriously serious.
8. Watched National Geographic with Elijah. Nothing sexual. Really.
9. "Get out those tits, girls” with Lux. Way too much penis.
10. Feeling like garbage. Sick again.
11. Being a freak-a-zoid. In desperate need of a prom date!

Falling

Shit, I guess, this is it. It’s only been twenty days since Jude and I started talking, and we’ve hit our falling action already. I might as well break it off tomorrow so I don't prolong the inevitable. I mean, Jesus, the boy called me “sista” today. But, I guess, I owe you guys a brief explanation on how we fell apart.

After sending an audio clip of myself doing the deed earlier last week, things became perfectly dandy. So much so that his daily volcano eruptions were more frequent and off the charts. But on Friday, I introduced him to Tevye and white girl Lux through webcam and things began to get a little weird.

The bitch Tevye turned out to be a total boyfriend stealer. And I say “boyfriend” because he asked me to be his significant other previous to my last post, although I politely declined like a total freak that I am. But, anyway, the damn chick was bouncing on my bed and singing that ridiculous “Bedrock” song, as she flashed bits of skin and tried to embarrass me through her middle school mind set. Totally not cool. Especially, when I had her tracked on my site, looking for him the next day.

Luckily, though, I talked to him about her craziness before; so he’s not interested...I hope. (I mean, the girl creates fake profiles on facebook to talk to herself, although she doesn’t realize that anyone knows. Creepy, much?) AND then on the same day, she insulted our five year relationship and Alessandro by bringing back the whole September incident, saying that she missed her friendship with Crazy and would trade anything for it to be last year again. Totally, totally not cool. Whore.

But, whatever, enough of that girl. Things began to drift apart after Saturday when I gave him a facial show and we both orgasmed. But, apparently, that doesn’t mean shit because the next day he said that he was “too exhausted” to do anything. And today, our usual six hour conversations became small talk. Way pathetic.