Ve: “…blabla”
me: “By the way, is T there?”
Ve: “Yes”
me: “Does he know that I am talking to you?”
Ve: “Yes”
me: “Then give him my regards”
Ve: “OK”
T, in the background: unintelligible
Ve: “He returns them”
Fuck, it means he’s heard all I have said. And how I have said it. Gonna feel a bit sick now. Life tells there is no use in me hiding. I am so looking forward to the next two years to be over.
And I dress in a dysfunctional way. My friends tell me I dress from the future. I know I just need the attention. I think it’s ironic how one of my friends, everybody suspects he is gay, has recently told me I dress so gay. Gee. Shut’up, gurl!
PS I am learning from this gaypornoblog that Hungary is once again one step ahead Romania. Could not be bothered to double check the information.
Yesterday’s chicken was in fact very good. Both then and now. Sometimes I’d rather have cold leftovers from yesterday’s doggy bag than to cope with outside world. Mary J Blige on heavy rotation!
But I have been short of the following: spree, like in shopping spree, hoops and studs. Both of the later refer to earrings.
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