Those Hollywood kids got it made...

Lately I want to be free. I have a large picture of Medellin on my desktop. I focus on a small part of it, noticing that there's a Texaco in Medline  We went out to a club a couple of weeks ago and met some Colombians from Medellin. I pronounced it wrong, they corrected me and I said it right. They commented on how good my pronunciation was. She was a sexy porn star looking type. He tried to suck my dick in the bathroom under the  pretense of something else. My cock was like a scared turtle. I told him he was wasting his time so he stopped. We went back out and it all fell apart with her. My wing man was for shit. I've been thinking about LA. That's where they were flying to later that night. I've been thinking about going somewhere else lately. Just going anywhere. I miss having that kind of freedom. We went to Puerto Rico recently and I excelled. I kind of feel like I would excel anywhere now. It's like I've become accustomed to being an international player. I've traveled this pity country over and over. Crisscrossing it doing stupid shit so many times over. After that I went to SE Asia. I became numb there. Before I went I was ready to die. I was being looked for by the law. I had no money, no prospects, nothing left to lose. I gained an appreciation out there for an American life that I thought was right. Now that I'm back. I just don't know. I tried, but it's fuck all. I want to go again. Anywhere real. Anywhere but here. I would even settle for whoring around LA.