A few days ago the time stopped for a moment while I was walking and a sweet voice suddenly asked, ‘Are you gay?’ I was at a good friend’s house and the person asking had known that I was gay for a bit more than a minute. I was not in drag, and she barely saw me so I had to do what silly people do, reply with a question, ‘what did you say?!’ she apologized and said she did not know anything about gay either, and considering she did not get the humour of the situation she was getting into, I can say she was not a good thermometer, yet she made me realize that I do no know what GAY means, in terms of homosexuality, and tags are never fun, unless you bare HOT, SINGLE, BILLIONARE and WELL ENDOWED, altogether.
So it brought and ancient question to my mind… who am I?
It is too boring I am going to stop.
So it brought and ancient question to my mind… who am I?
It is too boring I am going to stop.
2 comments:
Who are you?? you want to know...
You are the most intelligent, kind handsome, funny, caring and loving guy I ever met.
You are the man who held me on his arms the nights after my break up, the one who cried and laughed with me and made me face the terrible pain I was going through, the one who forced me to look for strenght so I won't loose my mind, you event went with 'La Ungida" and ask her about my desperate situation...you are My Best Friend, that's who you are! ILY
Sandy
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