Sunday, October 7, 2018

Sometimes I miss when I had a life.

When I was 28 I had a life and used to dress up sexy and go out dancing because that was what I liked doing and I didn't know what was going to happen. Than I moved to the worse place on earth with no job and old fuddy duddy gay Jewish men that want to take care of you cause mommy sucks their cocks for them and gives them money, but they hate sexy women in business because their ugly homosexuals that get afraid of them. It's almost like they anjoy the dead life more than anything in the world. Than it annoys me because he was an ugly old fart that listened to techno to pretend he was hip like if I played in the sand box at 30 to pretend I was 5.
It made me feel good when I used to do this. There isn't anything sexy or alive about N-world anyway and the old fuddy duddies liked it that way.

That little bit of magic.
That's what I needed, wanted, to be happy and that's what made me feel like I was alive.
I never even got to go clubbing or get that out of my system and go through that because angry king penis man homosexual men have to control that part of my life also in high and might dick world.
I don't get anything from men in N-world I am just here for brown men and old Jewish homo fags and there bullshit because they get something from me.. It's like an outside fake happy that I am not connected with.


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