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I never really knew the guy, myself. He was quiet, and he didn’t ask for much. Generally speaking, i think it’s fair to say that when he needed something he’d just take care of it himself and then tell me about it later. As far as gay sons go, it could have been worse.Posted By Fuzz On 06.12.2011 @ 8:59 am
I don’t wanna. You’re Going. You CaNT MAKE ME! I’ll pay you. What? I need you gone, buddy. You said you’d pay me? I haven’t had sex in eleven years. This is my fault? A dollar a day. What?! A dollar a day to be paid upon your return. … don’t look at me like that … … A dollar fifty.Posted By Fuzz On 05.04.2011 @ 2:30 pm
It’s not as if i ever felt i belonged. Born to a country and a culture you never agreed to and subjected to the norms and conventions of a time period you had no voice in forming. The ‘givens’ and ‘of courses’ of your day to day are those put down by them. Keep ‘em.Posted By Fuzz On 04.21.2011 @ 9:46 pm
The thing is a fountain of thirst.
It needs not only what it desires but what it is that you desire. A thing that feeds on your blood and bone to create something as much in your image as its, but always with the remnant of thirst.
you’ll bleed for it, oh yes, and it will feed, but it will always thirst for more. and so will you.Posted By Fuzz On 04.11.2011 @ 5:18 am
The fireworks in my brain snapped me back into reality. I wasn’t sure how to explain to my fellow coworkers where I had just been. The thought of his long brown hair and gorgeous lips still lingered in my mind. I picked up the phone and called him later that night.Posted By Fuzz On 02.01.2010 @ 10:05 am