no excuses for the bruises.

slightly sour . burned soles. pavement hot. ante cancelled our night swimming date . i was crushhhed as i counted the hours. alas. i played drinking games with the belgians again. but they all vibed evil cuz i sexed one of them and now the whole lot switched gears against me. got driven to zrce. ditched them in papaya. I HATE PAPAYA. manhands all over me as i danced to shittttty techno shit. i ran away and towards the water. and into my hippie friends from zagreb. we climbed up to aquarius. and i lost my flip flops. tho i am an accustomed barefoot beetle as all my shoes have betrayed me long time . i miss myself. going to beachland all day like the mermaid recluse that i am. its hard cuz the ultragay boy in town is obsessed with me. and keeping impressive tabs on my island activity. he konws when i come home, with whooooooooooo, and where i go adn who i drank with and the shit i say.. the sun came up and we hitchhiked/walked home and i realized i have not slept in days. i miss pupak and alexandros. it pains me.