LordJezo
03-27-2005, 06:43 AM
my favorite line last night from the girl i took out:
"I didn't mind that he beat the shit out of me and gave me black eyes, but I hated the way he told me no one wanted to be my friend."
Now that's a quality woman. Addicted to cocaine up until last year, done herion, E, weed, sold crack, and just about everything else, beaten by ex boyfriends, a raging drunk, burned down her apartment she was living in when she was 10 (accident), abandonded by her mother at 18, moved in with her boyfriend at 14, done lots of lesbian things but says she needs a man, wants to die or go to prison.
"Cocaine makes you so skinny"
Trying to ger her out of the bar was a total mess. She refused to put down her two drinks even when the bouncers were telling her we all had to get the hell out. She had about 5 other guys around her that she "knew from highschool" who were all trying to get her number. Her best friend who was out with us left me there with everyone saying "I am not her babysitter". Eventually even the drunk dudes gave up hope on her and left.
Around 3:30am we ended up at an Exxon station in Easton, PA and I found myself talking to the attendant about crack and finding out how much stuff costs all while she wandered around with no shoes on smoking. He showed me a crack stem.. I guess other people call it a rose. Gave me pricing info, said the people changing the trash bags outside were homeless people who were doing it for crack. People were literally falling into the gas station from their cars to buy crack from this guy. The girl I was out with said she knew the people changing the trash and was suprised they were still alive. According to her the girl always gets beaten down by her "boyfriend" and he pimps her out to anyone he can find in order to get heroin money.
Took her home and she was so sad she met me because she kept saying how I was so much better then any other guy she has ever met. I suppose that me not being a crack head or a woman beater does sort of put me on the top of that list. She stumbled to her house and I left. Not the greatest ending to this story, I know, sorry.
Crazy times. Good man though, real good man. Got home a bit after 4 and was up by 8. Can't wait to do it again.
And I am not going to spell check this message, I am too lazy this morning.
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"I didn't mind that he beat the shit out of me and gave me black eyes, but I hated the way he told me no one wanted to be my friend."
Now that's a quality woman. Addicted to cocaine up until last year, done herion, E, weed, sold crack, and just about everything else, beaten by ex boyfriends, a raging drunk, burned down her apartment she was living in when she was 10 (accident), abandonded by her mother at 18, moved in with her boyfriend at 14, done lots of lesbian things but says she needs a man, wants to die or go to prison.
"Cocaine makes you so skinny"
Trying to ger her out of the bar was a total mess. She refused to put down her two drinks even when the bouncers were telling her we all had to get the hell out. She had about 5 other guys around her that she "knew from highschool" who were all trying to get her number. Her best friend who was out with us left me there with everyone saying "I am not her babysitter". Eventually even the drunk dudes gave up hope on her and left.
Around 3:30am we ended up at an Exxon station in Easton, PA and I found myself talking to the attendant about crack and finding out how much stuff costs all while she wandered around with no shoes on smoking. He showed me a crack stem.. I guess other people call it a rose. Gave me pricing info, said the people changing the trash bags outside were homeless people who were doing it for crack. People were literally falling into the gas station from their cars to buy crack from this guy. The girl I was out with said she knew the people changing the trash and was suprised they were still alive. According to her the girl always gets beaten down by her "boyfriend" and he pimps her out to anyone he can find in order to get heroin money.
Took her home and she was so sad she met me because she kept saying how I was so much better then any other guy she has ever met. I suppose that me not being a crack head or a woman beater does sort of put me on the top of that list. She stumbled to her house and I left. Not the greatest ending to this story, I know, sorry.
Crazy times. Good man though, real good man. Got home a bit after 4 and was up by 8. Can't wait to do it again.
And I am not going to spell check this message, I am too lazy this morning.
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I KISS YOU!
<a href="http://www.78west.com">Come on over to The Message Whore.. you know you want to.<a>