Who knows?

Sometimes I simply go further and I realise the mistake that I made. I went there it was cold and full moon. The car was parked on a site like it was sick. I went inside and the smell reminded me about her. I went straight to the top of the parking and changed my life. I knew it's not legal to drive that car, I knew it was a big mistake but I still wanted to do it like someone to see and be upset afterwards when they would know that I've done it in because of them. Down the road like never happened a police car was stopped to check the road during the night. Yes I've realised they saw me so it was no chance to go back or to run away. They came after me and asked me to stop the car. I've stopped, waited for the officer to come to the car and she came with her arm on the gun. After she started to ask me questions who I am and why am I driving that car someone call in. They spoke to them and the police left without saying or explaining anything to me. The other two I couldn't recognise them. But I'm sure something happened. Now I'm at home safe and I don't understand anything at all.

Things happen!

I really dunno if I should say it or not, but yeah hell yeah shit happens. I was looking to a girl last night and I couldn't believe she was a whore. A very well paid one. Seeing her how she is playing her role and everything was fun and quite hilarious. That men he was awful but for her he was the best ever. Even if he knew she was lying he was feeling great. That really is, why women are good at something. They lie to you and you can't see their real face. I've always been with a step forward but the last one I forgot to keep my shield on. She dumped me when she realised I loved her too much. I think she was actually afraid to live a real life being a wife a mother and a house woman. Yeah I am rude, I know but I love women. Their way of being, their loose; everything... I read a women as I read a book and she knew that. But from now on let's talk about the future and let's try to forget how dead is my soul now. I hate to say it but I am afraid that if I go home I will show the world what it's mine... If you know what I mean :)) Anyway it was my fault I made the mistake and I will try to fix it. Life is though don't let them know that you like them and that will keep them there. Tell them that you don't give a shit and you will be the king. That's what I will gonna do.
By the way she's blonde, long hair, funny mouth, great lips, 1.70, 54 and yes... she wears no lingerie. Yeah she's a pro....
I want to mention I didn't paid for anything and I will never intend to pay her for anything.
She's lovely for her job but she sucks as a lover. She is a night stand. She can't be bothered about anything else then her job. I've seen her a few times with her clients and she is not as I thought a whore would be. She is clever enough to realise that she needs someone to keep her back safe but she is not that clever to cover her intentions very well. I've tried to understand how she is doing everything and that is what makes me go again at work. I want to understand how a person can do that and why.
Sorry for changing the topic but I was the other night in a club, on my own, YES, and I've seen a weird thing. She comes to you, snappes your butt softly, wants to dance with you, kisses you and ask's you to go home and have sex with you and her boyfriend aswell... WTF??? I mean what's the point? This country is like a whore's barn. All of them are like that even if you are a women you can't deny it. I hate this and this makes me go crazy... I love feminity and I hate whore's. I completely disagree with homosexuality and I like purity. That's why I keep for myself the only beloved drug called 'Reality'. I don't need alcohol to feel great and I don't need drugs to feel like I'm over the moon. I enjoy feeling the pain and I'm pleased with myself when I'm in deep waters.