please excuse Juans hand in my crotch it was his birthday yesterday so he got a lapdance from all of us. & excuse my face.
that girl with the red cheetah on kept telling me how much she loved my hair and she wished she could just fuck it lol . carla and her ranchera shirt i call it smh her tittes always out.
so we first went to this Pajama party at rome's then we headed to Juans shit. Them girls in Rome's party was looking hit and practically naked and when we walked in christian was already fucked up lol. so then we made our way to 168 were we chilled drank and joked around for a bit i got home about 4ish. i was tight because i didnt have cab money as usual because i payed my cupcake way home so i had to ride the train alone -_-
it took od long for the fucking train to come so i was just hoping i aint get raped by no damn fucking bum why is 168 full of nothing but bums?
i got on the train and there was this dude that was staring at me od hard so i asked him can i help you? he laughed and started talking to me asking me random get to know you questions.then we got on the subject on my sexuality and i wasnt really interested in speaking to him until he brought it up and he kept reassuring me that i wont like girls anymore until i find a dude to really do me good sexually obviously and i explained to him its not just that there is more too it . im attracted to girls i didnt choose to like them i just do?
he made the train ride go by much faster he was mad cool and not that bad looking.
we argued back and forth for a few laughed and next thing you know it was 103rd street.
the night was cool some frustrating moments but it was ight.
