Monday, January 27, 2025.

New Brunswick, New Jersey.

I’m 37 now.
If I live to be 77,
Think about it,
I’ll correspond with you for 40 more years,
I’ll get 40 more messages from you,
I’ll see 40 more years of your perfect features,
For 40 more years I’ll be warm inside every time you smile,
For 40 more years your name will be on my tongue
and for 40 more years my heart will be full of you.

What could be more beautiful?
What more could I want from this life?

Thank you, beautiful woman.

*You’d think he’s in love with someone. No, I fall in love with a different woman every day. There are so many beautiful women. I desire them all. I’m grateful to them all.

Despite all the negativity, this life is worth living just to see beautiful women.

I am in love, in love. All of them, every single one of them.

But most of all with Paula and Kelly.
Even if neither of them loves me.

Although they both do, actually. But they both love me as a friend. Well, they should love me that much. After all, I spent a lot of money for both of them to deserve that love.

So, maybe today these two names today, but tomorrow it will be two completely different names, I am sure of it.

For example, there was once Belarusian Dina and Polish German Diana. I fell in love with these two names when I was a security guard at a hotel in Kemer, Antalya.

And then what happened? I forgot about them. They got old too. I wouldn’t feel anything if I saw them now. Because I can only fall in love with the innocent faces of young girls.

So the 40 years thing is a story. It is very rare that I am really interested in ladies who are 25 or 28.

Because the ones whose names are on my lips right now are the ones who are still 21 and 23.

Even if I turn 77, I don’t think this fact will change.

And what the fuck is 77 years old. I wouldn’t want to live that long, of course. If I die of a heart attack at 55, that’s fine. Even if I give myself a favor for 10 years, I should live until 65 at most. It is sunnah to die at 63.

Not because I believe in sunnah, but because I was influenced by the culture I grew up in.

Otherwise, life would have been much better if they hadn’t cut the skin off my dick when I was little. Our giaour peers enjoy fucking more than us just because of that.