Chicago in the Summer

Well, everything has certainly been crazy. I must simply be too ditzy to have realized anything that went on this summer. There's been numerous ups and downs. Some crazy nights, some nights I don't remember, and some I'd want to forget. Chicago Pride was fantastic, hell, I'd never felt sexier this summer...I think? I'm just trying to survive and thought some of you might wanna be along with the ride for me on this crazy adventure. For the first time in my life, I'm alone. I won't have my mothers lack of support, my boyfriend there, even my best friend. I'm alone...in the city...and I'm pretty scared. Here's to updating this everyday, talking about porn, men, life, hopefully finding an actual job that doesn't require me to take my clothes off...not that I mind it, I prefer to be naked. Keep checking back, I promise you'll certainly be entertained. Time to read some Sex and the City quotes!

Why I Do Porn...

Hey to the other class and other bitches reading this. I'm Mickey Drake, I'm a blast, I have a lot to learn, and I'm usually always wrong. Before anyone really gets the wrong impression, I wanted to make a blog about why I do what I do. A real ass bitch has got to survive in this fake ass world, you know...

Alright, so last night I had some jerk trying to hassle me on my web cam site from Chicago, claiming he knows me and that I've slept with him. I'd like to stat a few facts to the majority of you to clear the air on why I do what I do.

First of all, most of you spoiled little bitches either live off of your parents or work at Subway, making minimum wage and being treated like absolute shit from people like me. I, on the other hand, will sit inside my dorm. Wait until I'm horny enough to jack off, turn on my web cam and get paid over a dollar a minute.

Or, I'll wait around for a month and work for about four hours being filmed having sex or jerking off and get paid probably more than you would in an entire month...for working one day.

Secondly, ALL OF YOU MASTERBATE. I don't know why people are hating on me for masterbating. You do it everynight! Probably more than I do! And you ALL watch porn. Those who are live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones...

So, to the old men that harass me on here trying to get the sites I'm on. Tonight is a perfect example of why I do not give them out.

Also, you have to pay to see me. If you cannot afford to pay to see me on my web cam, why on Earth would I send you personal videos, pictures, and other ways to get in contact with me? Also, I'm not interested in going to dinner with you either. I'm not shy, I'd make the first move on that one. But, thank you in advance.

And the dumbass tonight was telling the people on my website that my name is "Brian Carlson"...okay, you're a fool because you got it incorrect in two different ways. Those who know my real name, are important enough to know it, to the rest of you...I'm Mickey. And I appreciate that you call me that.

From doing what I do, never in my life have I felt as beautiful, confident, and happy. I have found something I'm good at and if it makes you feel important and makes you feel beautiful than damn it, let your mind run wild with what you could do. Any of you would jump at the opportunity to do what I do. And those of you who wouldn't, would without a doubt watch one of my videos and probably watch porn on a regular basis.

If I had parents to support me. I would. My "father" got out of jail about three years ago and my mother is washed up and miserable, who still thinks homosexuality is a mental illness. I do not have parents to help me out, or even have my back when applying for a loan.

So please, I don't disrespect many of you. Do not get it twisted, I am a sweet person that just so happens to do something most would label inappropriate. And I'm completely clean. Hiv negative, never had an STD, and my bodys pretty rockin'. So don't be afraid, I may do this, but I'm still intelligent about exactly what I do, and I don't care for lectures. This is my job. This is me. So, if you're thinking about harassing me about what I do for my occupation: grab a seat, grab some lube, and fuck off.

xoxo
Mickey

Does karma really exist?

On a less vicious note about how I've screwed over so many guys, I began to think...did I just screw over myself in the long run? I fully believe in karma and I'm not necessarily sure that mine is going to be the best since I did manipulate and drive probably more than twelve men mad. Sheesh, I'm a swine. All I did was survive. Would what I've done in the past ruin my future? I know my reputation is probably shot. But, it pains me to think I won't ever find that one true love. It's not like I'm unconfident or anything. But, because I faked it. I've faked hellos, I've faked Facebook comments, hell- I've faked multiple relationships, even orgasms. Could faking it lead to never truly having it? I really hope that's not the case. I did what I did to survive and go another day with a few dollars in my pocket. I worked my ass off to get to college and get my dorm paid off. Should I really be punished for trying to further myself?