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[21 Sep 2009|06:22pm] |
Sometimes, I REALLY hate gay guys.
Like when Jimmy swears he knows what it's like to have a period.
Bull fucking shit he does.
This is a lot worse.
Michael, Mary's friend, occasionally my friend, went to pride yesterday.
I was at out to lunch with Mary and Alice, when Mary told us Michael got "raped."
He apparently, went to pride, took some drugs (x i think), got wasted, left with some guy we have yet to figure out if he already knew or met there,
had sex with him 3x. Went clubbing. Had sex with him 2 more times.
Crashed at his place.
Woke up to him "thrusting it in."
Now Michael's going off, telling everyone how he feels so violated and used.
I think this is just another thing to add to his fucking resume of crazy shit that's happened to him. Along with his addiction to meth, addiction to weed, addiction to coke, the fact he was ALMOST a father.
I think he prides himself on being fucked up.
And I'm honestly surprised waking up to a cock in his ass wasn't one of his turn ons. ALL michael ever talks about is sex. He brags about it constantly.
He has no fucking idea what it feels like to be used. Girls are constantly bombarded with sex, even as children. We're constantly having to lookout for ourselves.
And Michael is a big guy. I'm positive if he wanted to stop him, he could've.
Alice told him maybe this will help him realize he needs to clean up his act.
He's pissed at her.
I love Alice.
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