HANGOVER B**WI! I'm blowing off my debts!

from Avi-Montana

Hey boy, sometimes I have moments when I go a bit crazy. Then I go on the prowl. Sometimes I need my little excesses, I deliberately drive into the darkest alleys on the Kiez and pick up a guy. Mostly the bad caliber ones. People like that ground me. I tend to engage in high-risk behavior because there are two sides to me. The good and the bad. Bad this time. But I just think it's good at the moment. This time I made a resolution: You're going to let it rip today! And I dated a super funny guy... Deep down, I feel more and more attracted to lost people. Because we speak the same language. I've rarely met such a funny personality and I immersed myself in his gangster world. We lived in abundance and ordered lavish meals... and somehow didn't eat anything. The next day, the hotel room looked like 100 elephants had marched through it. Oh my! I was shocked. The stupid thing about the whole thing was that the guy had been banging me all night and then stole from me and I was sitting there alone... And suddenly there was a knock: "Well, I thought to myself? Who could it possibly be? It was the hotel manager. And I was sitting there without my wallet and completely lost. What do you think I've done again? That's victim style, I tell you - be curious. That almost went in the eye....