Today is the first day of my forty years.
Continue with the same questions, done differently, but still no answer. I spent the day of my birthday means nostalgic, I do not feel in forty years, I can not believe that has lived so many things, and have been so many people, everything still seems yesterday . I ´m still missin Thiago´too much , I still feel empty, in recent times have I felt as I felt when I was a teenager, the deficiencies, the insecurities, the rejections and even void. I knew Diogo this week and slept together on my birthday, I was calmed a little good I actually thought about sex all the time, the luxuria to conquer my mind. I found him in a corner in the center, and I was so, I approached over the days and happened, he has 22 years, is Sp and Rj is in a short time ago, now lost everything, was stolen, dumped, unemployed, living temporary service, trying to establish here in Rj, is a shy boy, is not pretty, but has a body that turns me on, I got sorry for him and I helped him partially, but there is no future for us, I am living a moment of sex. Finally forty years and one day, I feel the same, but I am aware that my days of street, which will have ended and a new attitude.
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