"Don't say a prayer for me now, save it till the morning after." I'm the kid with the light eye's the wispy blonde hair moving through the crowd. Women noticing me because I am good looking and thin with a models body and I just don't give a shit. "immaculately disheveled ", was tagged with that once. The real reason girls liked guys like me, is because there was a challenge.. almost of a chemical nature. My focus most times was on getting numb, comfortably fucked up, stoned, high, try new things, new drugs, more drugs, drugs I liked and ones not tried yet. I love drinking too, always loved it, it was in my genetic code..well.. it still is.
Duran Duran was playing on the PA system at some bar called the " who the fuck knows", it was across the street from the Stud and down the street from hamburger Mary's in San Francisco.. I was working on a half a gram of cocaine in my snozola.. Do you know they say that women with big noses love sex more as its tied into the old factory sense of smell and its tied in with desire.case in point I have found that to be very true, in the same way that fat women give the best blow jobs... so I've been told.:)
There I was in this cub in SF and dancing on the top of this pool with Lexan over the top and plasic fishy's floating in the red hued water. It was an open air club. I sometimes wanted to be gay. it would have been easier. but, I just wasn't. However, I was a massive attack of a flirt and a player and a user and a leader on-er of both men and women. I even played a few dogs out there bed's and bones. It was a need I had to be loved, wanted and to get what I wanted.. Gary was there that night.."meow" firing canons filled with Milare over the crowd raining down like tiny snow flake mirrors on us all. I could see Debore on the top landing from Romeo Void with this white dress on and a cluster of bendy glow sticks hanging under her white shifon dress hanging from her panties. like some orb under her.
the cocktail waiters who I knew brings me a double stoli grayhound. "so, are you gay?" "no" I'm not gay, I'm Gregory " she says, "you know what I mean, I see you with Gary all the time". I gave her my head down dipped up look like James Dean might do and said."Maybe.. why don't you be my first?, bring me back, turn me out..:" I smiled.
Duran Duran was playing on the PA system at some bar called the " who the fuck knows", it was across the street from the Stud and down the street from hamburger Mary's in San Francisco.. I was working on a half a gram of cocaine in my snozola.. Do you know they say that women with big noses love sex more as its tied into the old factory sense of smell and its tied in with desire.case in point I have found that to be very true, in the same way that fat women give the best blow jobs... so I've been told.:)
There I was in this cub in SF and dancing on the top of this pool with Lexan over the top and plasic fishy's floating in the red hued water. It was an open air club. I sometimes wanted to be gay. it would have been easier. but, I just wasn't. However, I was a massive attack of a flirt and a player and a user and a leader on-er of both men and women. I even played a few dogs out there bed's and bones. It was a need I had to be loved, wanted and to get what I wanted.. Gary was there that night.."meow" firing canons filled with Milare over the crowd raining down like tiny snow flake mirrors on us all. I could see Debore on the top landing from Romeo Void with this white dress on and a cluster of bendy glow sticks hanging under her white shifon dress hanging from her panties. like some orb under her.
the cocktail waiters who I knew brings me a double stoli grayhound. "so, are you gay?" "no" I'm not gay, I'm Gregory " she says, "you know what I mean, I see you with Gary all the time". I gave her my head down dipped up look like James Dean might do and said."Maybe.. why don't you be my first?, bring me back, turn me out..:" I smiled.
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