paxbagelhead
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Story takes place in Miami beach, Florida...a very strange part of america, but hey it's where i'm from so whatever. Anyway I had just got back to the homeland after travelling around the west coast and up north a bit for the past year; I was tired, worn out, and maybe a little spun out at this point. I had most of my stuff jacked back when I passed out in a squat in portland from some tweaker girls boyfriend (fuck those kids!). Anyway It's probably about 3 am and it's starting to look like I may sleep on the beach which in most places is no biggie, but in south florida they are fucking savages! they will skin you for all your worth and then some. I see this cute girl who looks some what like a tourist...asian with a british accent, i'm into it, different then what I normally go for but at this point anything to stay off the beach. Her accent sounded for the most part authentic but what do I know hahah. She was in a hotel and welcomed me back which I can't thank her enough, hell I haven't slept in a legit bed for weeks and my back is more than happy. After playing around a little with her I realize that her friend isn't too happy about all of this (some guy probably around thirty something not much older than me)..we proceed to go find some weed and get into an almost bad situation in liberty city miami (OVERTOWN) with a few hatian guys but luckily got out quick. Next we went to the beach and rolled a spliff to watch the sun come up, she seemed either just like a wealthy tourist girl who wanted some adventure or was she more than that? Only time would tell....you see I travelled with this girl for what seemed like months. Every day we would stop in a different hotel in a new state, having sex over 15-20 times a day (well get back to how this is even possible). Things start to get weird as she tells me i'm coming back home to her country to "teach english" and we need to get me a passport. Her tattoos wer interesting cartoon bunnys in hot air balloons all over her, an electric chair on the back of her leg, eternal life tattoo on her chest, and a little devil on her foot that look scraped off. I asked her, "what happened there?", "My mother poured acid on it". And on her finger the words scrape and poked, "I love my mother". She started telling me I had to grow my mustache out or no more sex, whatever it's just facial hair I thought (this was sort of a manipulation tactic) and things began a turn for the worst at this point I realized the coffee she was giving me everyday was probably more than just coffee as I wasn't doing any sort of drugs. It just didn't add up. Then she would start playing loud music every morning at 6 that would wake me up so there goes my sleep...from hotel to hotel we went each day trying to nap in the car and not realizing I wasn't getting the needed sleep to keep any sort of sanity. Let's just say I lost it somewhere in colorado where she insisted we went to a cowboy museum (hah, did I mention she had this obsession with cowboys?) That's when she saw a branding iron in the gift shop and asked to "brand me"..I should yeah sure thinking this must be a joke. IT WASN'T. I looked through her phone that night and found several photos of screenshots of other peoples social network sites (instagram, etc) and then passports in her bag...she told me we were going to stay here for a few days and I realized this was it. I had to get the hell out of there before anything else went down. I ran out of that hotel and never looked back. Have yet to come in contact with her again...probably a really stupid move on my part to even trust her but when your all out of options, tired, and feel like giving up sometimes you end up trusting a girl like this. As for what she was that's a different story as I still don't know. I've never suffered from any sort of breakdown before meeting her so i'm still not sure what to make of the whole thing. The whole thing was really traumatic to say the least as i'm surprised I got out of it. If you have any questions on this ask away. Edit: found a few photos of the trip a had stashed on a phone, innocent looking but damn not sure why I didn't just peace out long before that, terrible judgement looking back. This whole story sounds fucking nuts, but hey I kinda wanted to post it? Just one of those experiences that makes for a funny/scary story.
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