Kanye's Cousin
Greycel
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- Jul 21, 2024
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Recently, my parents left the country and left the house to my brother and I. Today my brother left the city early in the morning. So I woke up to an empty house. Considering I never get an empty house I wanted to get the most out of it.
Originally I was looking for an escort to call over to the house, but that is usually bothersome. So I just went to the massage parlor, got a massage and fucked. Went back home and ate. Watched an episode of this tv show "City of God." It's hard to recall what exactly happened next, because it was mainly me just scrolling through HBO max or on my phone. Oh, and some chores. Then I made some lentil soup and watched more tv/phone. Eventually I got really bored so I got on my road bike and spent some time riding. Came home and spent some time fixing up my bike, it was frustrating. At some point I thought of how absolutely mind numbing the day was, I mean I did fuck at the massage parlor. But I started to think, those 2 at the massage parlor were the only people I interacted with throughout the whole day, up until my brother arrived back home and hour ago. In a lot of ways this day was pretty common: a lot of time on my phone, a happy ending massage, and a bike ride (all of which I usually find pleasure in). But the empty house made this day so odd, unpleasant, and mind numbing. When I eventually live alone I'll probably turn back to drugs and see escorts more often to cope, this shit is hurting my head.
Originally I was looking for an escort to call over to the house, but that is usually bothersome. So I just went to the massage parlor, got a massage and fucked. Went back home and ate. Watched an episode of this tv show "City of God." It's hard to recall what exactly happened next, because it was mainly me just scrolling through HBO max or on my phone. Oh, and some chores. Then I made some lentil soup and watched more tv/phone. Eventually I got really bored so I got on my road bike and spent some time riding. Came home and spent some time fixing up my bike, it was frustrating. At some point I thought of how absolutely mind numbing the day was, I mean I did fuck at the massage parlor. But I started to think, those 2 at the massage parlor were the only people I interacted with throughout the whole day, up until my brother arrived back home and hour ago. In a lot of ways this day was pretty common: a lot of time on my phone, a happy ending massage, and a bike ride (all of which I usually find pleasure in). But the empty house made this day so odd, unpleasant, and mind numbing. When I eventually live alone I'll probably turn back to drugs and see escorts more often to cope, this shit is hurting my head.