Alex

All you want to do something is fucking beat your self up-side the head and say "this is why you fucking get, you fucking faggot". Being diss by men is ten time worst than being diss by women. It hurt as if your not fucking good for some man who...who is possibly a dog because they would stick their dick into anything that moves.
I told myself that I would stop being desperate and go on these who all they show is their ass or dick wanting you want it. Who am I kidding I do it also. This guy once told me “if you want to get them, you have to show the goodies or something to keep them long enough on your page" it’s true I just did not want to hear it from him. What did he know? But he is 40 and in a 17 years relationship with his partner. Sometime I just want to chat to someone that pretend to care, that pretend we are friend and maybe in my mind, for a change I would have peace of mind that I'm not alone. So what I'm not part of your "circle friend", am not asking to be initiated in one but at least treat me as if I had feelings.
If you want to play this game you have to create your own rules and make sure you follow them to the core of the core. I told myself I would not talk to older man but instead I find myself doing so, getting disappointed. I just don't have the patient; it’s not to much it just too childish sometimes. I make sure I communicate that I am not looking for sex. But that never works. To tell you the truth I made those up. I feel there is no rule and this is bull-shit. I hate this life-style and that is why I call it a demon whit-in. I am not happy, I am not satisfied, I wish I could turn back time and change the time I ever had a gay thought of this guy in middle class by the name of Alex. He was Rican, he was cute, he had braces, and he was popular.
I remember coming home and disclosing how much Alex was the world in my eye, and how he did this and that, and how I wish he would have save me, protect like an older brother, from the world, from the street bullies. I ways I refuse was as if he was very close to me like a best friend. But the honest truth was we did not even know we exist. Sometimes it would make my day if I saw him. I never though nothing of it, because I had a crush on one of the school pretties girl. It was funny. But any way Alex came and went. Like most crush.

I really Like this pic of Tyra Banks it remind me of a old Portrait instead of being painted it is photograph