freakqueen

BIZZARE.

i guess i'm just not meant to leave.

stuff happened today and yesterday.

i will copy/past what happened yesterday so that everything will be nicely chronological.

Jessie did a wonderful job.
And, for the record, it's completely not your fault that you weren't able to protect me all night. You had your hands full as is.
As well as that man who grabbed my bare breast for a good minute. 60 seconds. At least. I didn't punch him. I froze. And then my eyes found Mark's. He mouthed, "Stay calm."
Eventually, i said, "OK" in the tone that one would say "Time to let go now." And the gropey man did. Reluctantly.
While holding onto my breast, he said, "I wish i never had to let go"
My skin crawled.
There were several guys that just followed me around all night.
And half a dozen men presented me with bananas. Earlier, i had licked the end of Mark's banana. So i merely said, "I already shared Mark's banana."
This weird guy was trying to take pictures of me. Not one of the photographers or whatnot. Just a guest. Jessie made him show her his camera and then made him sign something saying he didn't take any pictures.
My hero

I had a great time despite it all. It's just that i knew the lecherous men would seek me out. And they did. And they talked about me and my body. Compliments towards my body are old. Very, very old. This is why 90% of my IMs are deleted and not responded to. Compliment me on my writing. Compliment me on my ideas.

I am determined to believe that out there somewhere, there is a boy that can match me and my lifestyle.