A Sure Way To Destroy A Life
Is With Good Company
Every hour that previously struck by was unmemorable. My moments are
wasted, being thrown out like trash.
What I could only concentrate on was the present, and to have a more-
than-decent time.
Last week I landed 16 girls. I didn't feel like partying this Friday.
Especially on the weekend of Valentine's Day. That is where my sorry
a** doesn't belong. Partying when reality is loneliness.
Gabe and Nico's 'get-togethers' weren't on my mind anyway. With
compulsive attitude, I phoned Dani, practically inviting myself over.
When arrived after getting my s**t together I seemed a bit showy. See,
I was lead on with some supposed meeting after school, when all I had
to do was sign a few papers.
I thought I would run into Celica aswell, but sadly, nothing ever
turns out as planned.
(I have the urge to blurt out, "Isn't that right?" wink
Dani and I acted on nothing productive, of course. With ADD I found
myself lacking interest in any idea thought of.
Randomly, Dani turned to me informing that we were home alone. Hm?
Good. I was gettin' really horny and my little sexual fantasies took
over my views. I was hoping Dani'd just finger me right then and
there. Though that is all I really think of when I am 'round Dani.
Destroying me with some odd movie was Dani's way of eintertainment. I
got myself up while I still could to go change in regular clothes.
Dani followed.
I tore off every clothing item on my upper-half, pretending Dani
wasn't even present. What can I say? I'm used to stripping down
infrint of women.
We chummed around a bit more. Deciding there was nothing more to be
spoken of, Dani and I headed toward the garage, where I had a beer.
What's sad is: Now, with these new-ish meds I am on, if I have almost
any alcoholic beverage, it reacts with my meds in a not-so-positive
way pretty quickly.
After only 1 beer, it was as if Dani multiplied and there were several
of her scattered about. Me bieng the usual drunk that I am, laughed
off the meager side-effects.
While I went 'a drinkin,' Dani went a burnin.' See, she has this art-
class thing, and her teacher let my pal borrow this dangerous wood
scalpel for her unfinished work over the weekend.
Big mistake from 'Teacher': DO NOT give s**t like that to Dani because
I will eventually find out and experiment.
Oh yes.
So Dani and I were goofing off with the scapel when I asked her to try
it on my skin. I have tried to burn myself so many times, with over 5
different lighters! I am a wuss with fire and such. Unless some1 else
that ISN'T me is causing the pain. Aha!
Guess what I made her do.
I made my close friend burn me twice on my pointer finger (left hand).
This guy she met online kept calling. We were having such great fun
ignoring him, but Dani finally gave into his annoyance and returned a
call by 'im. God, kinda like my cousin with the phone desperation.
The man bored me. Luckily Dani is rambunctious. I had this desire
welling up inside me to give my budd a hicky. That's the only reason
she called up the guy. So he could hear her moan.
*rolls eyes, chuckling*
Dani left for a bit and made me converse with the gentile. What I
didn't need to know is that he became hard when I was biting Dani's
neck. Ugh, men. No wonder why my 'straight' friends complain about the
opposite sex. Then my friends make me feel obligated to sleep with
them. I mean, they're complaining to ME so I just figure they're
implying they want to ********.
Also while on the phone with the b*****d, I decided I wanted to get
branded. I pulled down my shirt a tad and let Dani burn a D into my
chest.
The whole time no intense pain was felt. Funny, I was giggling.
At 10pm my dad picked me up. Sadly the fun had just begun as I
vanished into the gold truck.
I seem to have exposed my upper-body a little much. I guess it's
better that she saw then, because only a day later my shoulders and
chest were covered with cuts.
Thank you for the knife, babe.
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