So we were on a party last night. it wasn't a big party, just a birthday party, and I wasn't having that much fun, I was really tired for the day before party, my knees felt tired, and I didn't feel like my brain could endure another night wake up. but as happens when you get bored, I started using drugs, just to spice up things a little, and as a matter of fact things did spark up. We went to a friend house afterward Markko and I, he got really high for about an hour, and when he woke up from the haziness of the K, he started to explain us how he love a woman who doesn't like him, his girlfriend doesn't like what he does, she doesn't understand him, and for some reason he seems to enjoy it, then he took his shirt off and told us it was his heart, and he grab a tall lamp and told us it was his woman, he throw his heart to the lamp. the rest of us just laugh and look at him, but no one really understanded. I did understand him, but i do not understand why he loves that woman.
Then after everybody went to sleep Markko and I decided to go out in search of women, it was 5 am, and we were both drunk and high and that inspired us. We went to a bar were we usually hook up with older women, but it was late, there wasn't many people around. We bought a beer and then Markko found a girl he knows, she is older then us, but at 5.30 in the morning she seem really beautiful. She wasn't interested in chatting with us, she just wanted to take us to her home, and so we did. It is interesting how when you meet older girls they seem to have matured and reach a point were they just do what they want, when a man is young the only thing he wants to do is fuck, but the girls make them think they are sick and disgusting, and by the time the girls are thirty they start to behave like young boys, just thinkin of sex, searching for young guys. Nature really is fucked up.
We got to the woman house, her name was laura, she had her hair dyed red, and really pretty brown skin. She was all over us, like we were making her fantasy true. And i dont want to enter in any details because I feel a little embarrased to be telling about a sexual encounter were two men are involved. But the three of us did seem to connect together really well and engaged on a very busy activity for the rest of the morning. By the time we woke up it was 3 pm. We were all naked in the same bed, it was such a beautiful sight, I wish I could have a painting of that, our own private little orgy, we should've had grapes for breakfast and drink wine. Instead of that my mouth tasted rancid and we were all sweaty. Laura wouldn't even let us take a shower and she kicked us out really quick, saying that she had things to do, and that people would come to the house. We didn't care, we just went to have some breakfast.
Before all that, after we went out looking for women, I remember Markko told me that he could never be faithful to a woman, and that in fact he never have. And while we were having breakfast he was very quiet just looking away thinking. I guess he felt guilty, I guess he was thinking about his woman. I didn't felt guilty, I dont have a woman, I don't love anybody, I don't have anyone to be faithful, the only thing I can feel is lonely, but i didn't felt that, I never do after I have sex, I felt happy, just simply and stupidly happy. So I left Markko in his house and cameback to my place singing in my car, my voice was really screwed up, I have sing so much in my life that at 22 my voice is starting to get cracky, sore, and I dont hit many notes unless I sing loud and using my stomach. I felt bad about that.
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