hello cyberspace lover,
what can i say??
did we bring out the worst in each other?
the cook at the diner called me a traitor as soon i walked through the door,- and of course there was a full bar of people,- —- ooo he said he saw me walk into the Mexican restaurant across the street yesterday,- says i am easy to spot—- 🤔
interesting. i got the scoop on which mexican restaurant is better according to the white man,- and if a white man says the Mexican food is good then it HAS to be good right? —- but i love my Mexican restaurant and they love us
i enjoy going out in public with my juicy peice of man meat by my side,- i like to make him blush, i like to say it’s our first date,—- i like to move my hand up and down your ginormous strong man back—-
ahhhhhiiiiieeee 🥵
anyways, you’re missing out on such a beautiful version of me,- and that selfishly makes me sad,- and bratty.
i secretly like to think you are also struggling in the “desert” —- but i hope it fills your empty hands with what you are looking for, because i am also looking for the same thing and we both know where to find it,- or maybe i am seriously delusional???????
but remember —- “projection” is a word for people who don’t like what they see in the mirror—- it’s sorta like judgment and shame,
still have no desire to show my face
coz —- why??? i mean — ????—- lol
-x
