#memoriez

The very first time I went to Valentines I was like 19 years old? I was wearing a gray EMT shirt from the HCC EMT program that wasn't in even in cuz it looked good and camo cargo shorts. I met a Colombian guy there who was the only one who approached me, I was quiet but inside I was like wow like look at all these gay Hispanics dancing salsa and being beautiful I was breathless. I went home with him and I fucked him all night. He took dick on every surface of his bedroom the icon. The next day we went to a BBQ his friends were having, another Colombian guy and his white partner. The partner was checking me out and so was the white dude lol. Anyway the partner is here now and I never forgot him. We dont say hi or anything but I dont forget anyone I've ever met ever.

Ne azt kérdezd, hogy hol a szerelem

My mom was a college professor in Cuba at like a technical college out in the countryside (un polytecnico) when I was a kid in between her classes I would go out, explore, collect flowers and like jump off of things. I would literally climb whatever I could get on top off and jump off like the ninjas in those black and white kung-fu movies that were so popular at that time. I don't know how the fuck I didn't break some bones. I feel like that phase gave me some good like understanding of my physical dimensional possibilities or whatever tho LOL.