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I've realized that I'm too smart for the men on gay.com. That isn't to say that there aren't intelligent, wonderful men on there, but they're needles in the gaystack, as it were. Once upon a time, I was skinnier, my skin was clearer, and I wasn't nearly as smart. I'd happily put out a pickup line that mentioned that I was "in college, my roommate ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Six-Word Story
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When I was 14, I read an article about a spot on the male body that, when pressed, would allow for orgasm without any sort of byproduct. In explaining this to someone, I talked about how boys have to hide masturbation, and in discovering this article, I did for masturbation what Bagel Bites did to pizza.
Metaphor is my bitch. -
Chapter 3
III. The Waiting Game
For three weeks, I pretended that I had a normal life. The reality of the situation was as far removed from my current state as college is to a kindergartener. I was kid from a normal, single-parent household that went to school, got good grades and dealt with the future in very abstract terms, like “when I grow up” and “ ( Read more... ) -
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II. Awesome/Awesomer/Awesomest
I talked to my mother the next morning, only to discover that she had talked to him the night before as well. She said it was “very nice”, which is Mommy code for “I don’t really have a clue what’s going on, but I’m very happy that you’re back in touch”. I might be reading too far into that. She also told ( Read more... ) -
The first of ten chapters.
Thank you guys so much for your positive feedback on the last thing I posted.
My father reappeared in my life last January, and while I outlined the story, I was always too chicken to write it. I'm going to start doing it here, in the ten chapter outline I made in February.
I. “Hello, Unknown Number!”
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I wrote a pop song for a friend, based on events witnessed by me. Thought I'd share.
Without The Cookies
VERSE
Started my December with a special pair of cookies,
That no one really loves for how they taste.
Strange how feelings change because you ate a pair of cookies.
We didn’t let those feelings go to waste.
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I'm playing a porn impresario in a musical student film in which the ensemble sings the following:
Make her cum,
ha ha ha,
make her cum,
ho ho ho.
It's almost operetta.
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From the chin up and the shoulders down...
...my life is wonderful.
I'm battling hordes of tiny little virus men in my throat, and I've been prescribed a gargle called "Magic Mix". It's white, opaque, and awkward. Upon first quaffing it, I spat it down the sink along with half of my dinner. This is all the space I'm giving my throat, though. The rest of my life is far better.
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Sitting in my insufferable English class. Last class, when I asked if presentations would be assigned, he said "next class", and I asked who would present at the beginning of said "next class". He said "How about you ( Read more... )