How We Met – Part One

We met through the Internet. Like any other depressed and sexually repressed young millennial, I took to the World Wide Web to look for fun in some way. The taste of Jack Daniels could no longer quench my thirst for verbal, if not personal interaction. So, I bypassed my usual trips to Black Gay Chat…

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Running behind…

Quick update – not feeling well. I think I’m coming down with a cold, so I’ve been resting up, thinking, and drafting. Also, I’ve been completely bummed out with the situation in Ferguson. At any rate, I will resume posting soon. I have another series of posts lined up and ready to go, and I…

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More random thoughts

I’m tired of reading anything about Nick Jonas and his excessive gay pandering. Like, male celebrities who claim to be straight but love the gays, why not be more active in advocating issues that impact us instead of dropping your pants? Speaking of celebs that take advantage of gay culture, I no longer have patience…

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Highways and Intersections

I remember one night coming home from my homegirl’s house. She lives about 50 minutes away from me, so it’s a good, long drive home. It was very late at night, with very little traffic around me, so the silence of the streets, the nicely paved asphalt, and the bright traffic lights all brought up…

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