I walked to the library here where im watching Sherry Vines HowiBlewya (Hallelujah)
after spening the night in Jail at Beverly Hills where i was stopped walking last night
because they smelled my nail Polish remover that i inhale like it was dick juice.
Ive been spending last few days in west hollywood and would have made a total of 3 drag shows
not in a row if it wasnt for this penny pinching child molester i found in universal city. He
could of been the pope or something, he was old enough but i realize now that a warm bed and a house
is not something i usually reside in because im broke and people dont invite.
So we go to his room for a massage" and the porn was actually good the models had great
bodies and dick and zoned out to the ass licking scene where ther was three guys with
face stubble rubbing there man face and spitting in this guys whole who was sitting upside down
on a share. They werent grabbing his dick at i think they just wanted the pussy hole. So that was
hot and he just finished himself off with his hand and next thing i know the pope is on me sexually
grinding me or trying to kill me from some hidden grudge. he then sticks his 3 inch cucumber in my
hole while im on my front and jiz all over a towell on the bed after watching the straight fuck each other
on the couch, in the shower and i thought this white guy that was bald and had his ribs tattoo was
looking lonely sticking his cut pink shaft all up all the guys face....
anyway i missed the drag show and woke up thenext morning disgusted but at least he
warmed some soup and i realized ill never eat cereal for breakfast again even if i findally affored
a apartment in like ten years...i have to start charging these older guys but coming into a house
even for a beer and a massage is something although this younger guy who lives behind the
roosevelt hotel on hollywood blvd was probably more fun in bed although when he said come over
and drink he reallly wasnt stocked and it all felt really disapointing except its different after you go
through the hollywood tunner over in the valley which felt like far travel of which i want to do,..
i found this house in beverly hills that was for sale...and they were having a open house so i went in
insanely bored and looking for something to do..
i had been inhaling nail polish remover and pouring it down my throat like it dick juice.
the relators saw me and seems glaad to see me so i felt encouraged to look around
and checked out the whole place...when i think i remember
leaving after their security or a cop came into the master bedroom and told me to leave..
i dont know i dont remember...but i really want my own place which i have to find.
I stopped hearing voices after leaving El Segundo...its like they stayed at the jail when they
arrested me last week and found out that the computer i found at the train station was reported
to Apple the company as stolen so i lost it and i am no longer dragging it to star bucks after
spending like a year on my back so im not too sad that it left me and its now in some
white boys mansion safe at home after like a year....suck for me.
after spening the night in Jail at Beverly Hills where i was stopped walking last night
because they smelled my nail Polish remover that i inhale like it was dick juice.
Ive been spending last few days in west hollywood and would have made a total of 3 drag shows
not in a row if it wasnt for this penny pinching child molester i found in universal city. He
could of been the pope or something, he was old enough but i realize now that a warm bed and a house
is not something i usually reside in because im broke and people dont invite.
So we go to his room for a massage" and the porn was actually good the models had great
bodies and dick and zoned out to the ass licking scene where ther was three guys with
face stubble rubbing there man face and spitting in this guys whole who was sitting upside down
on a share. They werent grabbing his dick at i think they just wanted the pussy hole. So that was
hot and he just finished himself off with his hand and next thing i know the pope is on me sexually
grinding me or trying to kill me from some hidden grudge. he then sticks his 3 inch cucumber in my
hole while im on my front and jiz all over a towell on the bed after watching the straight fuck each other
on the couch, in the shower and i thought this white guy that was bald and had his ribs tattoo was
looking lonely sticking his cut pink shaft all up all the guys face....
anyway i missed the drag show and woke up thenext morning disgusted but at least he
warmed some soup and i realized ill never eat cereal for breakfast again even if i findally affored
a apartment in like ten years...i have to start charging these older guys but coming into a house
even for a beer and a massage is something although this younger guy who lives behind the
roosevelt hotel on hollywood blvd was probably more fun in bed although when he said come over
and drink he reallly wasnt stocked and it all felt really disapointing except its different after you go
through the hollywood tunner over in the valley which felt like far travel of which i want to do,..
i found this house in beverly hills that was for sale...and they were having a open house so i went in
insanely bored and looking for something to do..
i had been inhaling nail polish remover and pouring it down my throat like it dick juice.
the relators saw me and seems glaad to see me so i felt encouraged to look around
and checked out the whole place...when i think i remember
leaving after their security or a cop came into the master bedroom and told me to leave..
i dont know i dont remember...but i really want my own place which i have to find.
I stopped hearing voices after leaving El Segundo...its like they stayed at the jail when they
arrested me last week and found out that the computer i found at the train station was reported
to Apple the company as stolen so i lost it and i am no longer dragging it to star bucks after
spending like a year on my back so im not too sad that it left me and its now in some
white boys mansion safe at home after like a year....suck for me.
" kept my iPod though and ive been a mobile sometimes booze reeking street walker and song bird
which sets off alarms in counties all over Los Angeles that alert the police that im really drinking
nail polish remover as the good drugs are probably in people homes which is why im never invited
cuz the cops would come to,like a whole chess set of snitches.. me being the pon and the cops
being like panty searchers..."
So yeah last night i had no idea where i was at on the way up to the resevoir to crash out in a bush bum style
when i walk into a cop trap where they searchd me in suspicion of being under intoxication which is
interesting that every time i have a drink in my hand it sets off alarms not only all over the counties of los angeles
but probably in unknown locations that from unknow stalkers with unknown credit card numbers so i cant call them
and ask for some money instead of being stalked by the nail polish police which is really what alcohol is if ur not
driving.
when i walk into a cop trap where they searchd me in suspicion of being under intoxication which is
interesting that every time i have a drink in my hand it sets off alarms not only all over the counties of los angeles
but probably in unknown locations that from unknow stalkers with unknown credit card numbers so i cant call them
and ask for some money instead of being stalked by the nail polish police which is really what alcohol is if ur not
driving.
I wonder where the good drugs are..
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