mountains, cigarettes and foreign names.

so i made it to quito.

these past few days have been very nice. i really haven´t gotten used to the city as of yet, but i´ve hung out with good people.

i think the toilet water just goes straight down.

i think i´m realizing that i´m in love. which is some wicked type of magical shit. it only takes a self.

i can smoke in the house and the guard lets me out at night. he lets me in during the day.

i stand out like a cum stain among all the brown faces, but it´s alright. there are a lot of honkies here.

i was thinking that will revvoem should come here. i´m not sure why. i think he might enjoy himself.

yesterday i came, and today.

abba´s playing in the room of internet.

until later,
right now i´m just all eyes and pussy.