You probably think I'm going to say something offensive here. Well, I'm a serious dud right now. The subject line is pretty much all I come up with right now. A slight fizzle and then absolutely nothing. The wind is blowing in my head. I'm listening to Reagan Youth. They sound so good, but I'm seriously disappointed. They're from New York. Seig fucking Heil. Ha Ha, very fucking funny. If you wanted to fuck me, you could've just asked. I'm easy. I don't know why you're playing games about it. I mean, I was about to come up with a guess, but seriously, I'm clueless. I really don't get it. It all seems so simple to me. And another thing I don't understand, why do men pay women to have sex with them when women want it just as bad? I've paid for sex twice in my life. Both times in Tijuana, and both times, I couldn't do it after about five minutes. I can't have sex without kissing. To me, sex is just a supplement to kissing. Sex without affection is just masturbation, and I'm really good at masturbation, and that's free and a whole lot of fun. I don't need another person there while I'm doing it. Especially not another person that I'm paying. For what? For shit. Wow! how many sexual opportunities did I just blow right here? Please judge me for having unfulfilled sex with prostitutes.  And in Tijuana, they're all like sex slaves. They get them from rural parts of Mexico with promises of going to the U.S., but once they get to Tijuana, suddenly more fees accrue before they are able to get across the border. These people are so rural, they barely even speak Spanish. They speak Zapotec and shit. So, once there, "You owe us 1,000 dollars more, and once you give us that, we'll get you to Los Angeles. I'm not quite sure how you're going to get that money, but we have a suggestion." It's prostitution, and then, I was one of those gringo assholes that fucked her for twenty dollars.