I've been a bit depressed and upset at life. It sucks to be gay at times. Heteros can hold hands in public, make out, and get married and have children. I suppose we gays can all do the same exact things in a way, but not without facing mocking comments or general disdain from the overwhelmingly hetero populace. Little things such as this issue were bringing me down. I'm also kinda mad at my neighbor for being so provocative the other night and teasing me, so I had to get him back by giving him my phone number written on a note pasted to his driver's side mirror. Yeah, of course I'm flirting with him, but also getting my revenge, as in "You bastard, you have the nerve to show off and get me all worked up, well here's my number, let's see what a real man you truly are." Of course, I don't expect him to ever call, although I have seen him as of late and he does still say hi. But I prolly scared him off. Well he started it, if you read my last post!
Went t
o the doggy park with my beloved ex yesterday afternoon. I love me that puppy of his. So cute, so sweet, so adorable. There were other nice funny puppies at the park today, but I adore Mr. Patrick Berrenger. Amazing how one comes to truly love dogs, especially the ones one lives with or sees often. Yeah, I'm a sucker for dogs what can I say? I like cats too I suppose, but there's something about canines that melts my heart. They really are intelligent emotional creatures and they're quite funny looking. Deformed really, but that's what makes 'em so lovable!I just got home not too long ago from a night out in rainbow-friendly West Hollywood and had a blast hanging out with my two friends, although it ended a bit odd in that I saw one of them snorting coke and the other one revealing to me that he's b
een doing it here and there. Who am I to fucking judge, as I love my buds and all and I got my own issues trying to quit my psychotropic med, but to realize so many gay men are doing these hardcore drugs is very sad to me and I almost wanna hold/cuddle with them and tell 'em it's gonna be o.k., that life is not that terrible that one needs to do all these drugs and alcohol. Yeah, tell that to moi who depends on his prescribed med to keep the anxiety in check. We all have issues right? We all have pain, angst, fears, and baggage. People leaving WeHo tonight looked pretty fucked up/plastered. I feel pretty good right now actually. It helps to write coming from the heart. I was talking to one of my good buds on the way home with my cell phone stuck to my left ear and then I come home to read this article. That's just swell ain't it?!
Comment all ye can friends. I love you all for taking the time to even read my bullshit.

















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