llouys

i don't give a fuck, i'll keep typing. the more i type, the less likely it is that anyone will read any of this shit.

i actually came to this site to meet girls. i only ever met one in reality. she was a fucking psycho, god bless her fucked up soul. i went to see her in my parents' shitty car and i took a picture on the bridge that had a big sign that said no pictures to send a great big fuck you to giuliani

and i found her already out of sorts & her psychotic gay boyfriedn who thought i was a cop. that just got better and better. she was so out of fucking sorts that she actualyl believed i could go into her little shoot em up movie.

seriously, did she not see the color of my hair?

did she not know i was a boy scout?

and the fact that they thought i was a cop, that was so choice. a cop? i fucking hate cops. they're little would-be army sergeants. and if there's one thing that i hate more than cops, it's the goddamned military.

but despite all that (are you surprised? tell me you're surprised. tell me i sounded like a gangster rapper right there, for a second.) despite all that, i'm still a fucking square, and i can't even get drunk right or close my eyes a bit while the road is straight or steal a paperclip or hit on a girl while her husband is in the bathroom or do any goddamned wrong thing.

so when her little mind tried to wrap about those particular incongruencies, and her psychotic gay boyfriend had his paranoia kick in like some sort of fox news bootlicker (except about weed), they kicked my ass out on 4th.

and by then i was paranoid too, and i wandered around all night on the subway and decided that someone was following me.

and i went into a starbucks in times square with the korean tourists to hide.

allah, what a fuckup.