ugh, so annoyed lol… I have to vent..

Just saw this post on Facebook, and I have to say it really pissed me off.

“Why must some gay men have to be so flamboyant? I mean, why can’t you be masculine and still love cock? I mean, I love cock and a man’s ass more than anyone, but I am still manly!

Either become a girl and act accordingly or act manly! Who likes feminine, loud & obnoxious men?? 

Furthermore, why do you have a degree and work as a barista? Really? Like, what a waste of money! Aren’t you ashamed? You should be so loud because the whole restaurant can hear you…. OK that’s all lol”

First of all, this crap, expecially coming from a gay man with no photos on his profile, I find hillerious.

I am a CAMP GAY MAN, but it’s not an act, look threw all my childhood photos and you will see how much of a screaming homo I was to become….

Being flamboyant is also not a ‘gay’ thing, I know plenty of heterosexual males who you could question…..

BUT

Looking threw their computer and finding lesbian porn, I believe my gaydar can be off at times.

I hate the whole ‘straight acting’

We as gays have been fighting for years and still continue to do so, yet SEX comes into it always.

You should always accept people for who they are, and not for the fantasy you have of being fucked by a straight guy.

Became as fun as it sounds…. It dont happen, and when it does, give the guy time before you admits you the truth that he was always gay.

STOP JUDGING, AND JUST BE KIND TO PEOPLE

The world is a shit place already without us GAYS Judging each-other also!!!

Rants over..

Piece & Love

TJ

Friends, Acquaintances and Phone Number Collectors…

I sit in my room, looking threw my Facebook and My Phone……

Over 700 Facebook friends, Only 70 Numbers….

Man I feel Like a total looser

I lost my phone recently and asked people to msg me with their number, a selection of people did and the rest……….. well guess they are just a FB number.

I can see the people who care and ask how I am, and the people who ask if I wanna join them to get drunk, the rest of the numbers….. collects dusts, if thats even possible in cyber world….

The world seems to become a darker place the older you become

I miss the times of seeing things as a giant bubble, and sitting in my bedroom when sick saying out load “Please god, make me better, make me better” and having the innocents to believe he/she would…….

On my way home I went to boots and bought some witchhazel, and I smelled it, it made me remember my late nana who would give this to me when I fell over and scraped my knee…. she would tell me it was a witch’s potion that would make me better…

How I miss those days.

Friends, Acquaintances and Phone Number Collectors…

I sit in my room, looking threw my Facebook and My Phone……

Over 700 Facebook friends, Only 70 Numbers….

Man I feel Like a total looser

I lost my phone recently and asked people to msg me with their number, a selection of people did and the rest……….. well guess they are just a FB number.

I can see the people who care and ask how I am, and the people who ask if I wanna join them to get drunk, the rest of the numbers….. collects dusts, if thats even possible in cyber world….

The world seems to become a darker place the older you become

I miss the times of seeing things as a giant bubble, and sitting in my bedroom when sick saying out load “Please god, make me better, make me better” and having the innocents to believe he/she would…….

On my way home I went to boots and bought some witchhazel, and I smelled it, it made me remember my late nana who would give this to me when I fell over and scraped my knee…. she would tell me it was a witch’s potion that would make me better…

How I miss those days.

Hidden Fantasy’s Should Just Remain Hidden?

SOOOO I meet this guy on Grindr….. he is sexy, sexy, sexy, SPANISH (MY FAV) and did I mention he was sexy and Spanish?

It was possible love at first sight, or well at-least viewing his photo.

We got chatting for hours, it was then he told me his fantasy.

“I want to come to your house, strip down to my underwear, and clean your bedroom, I want to hoover the floor, clean your dishes and wash/iron your clothes, and If I serve you well, you will reward me with sex”

Seemed like an amazing deal to me…

We meet for coffee, he was a little shorter than he had told me, but never mind.

After flirting non-STOP, I decided it was time to bring this sexy mans fantasy to reality.

“Want to come back to mine, and tidy?” I asked

His face DROPPED, “Think I need to go home”

It was then, no kiss or hug goodbye, but a cold reaction as If I had done something wrong.

When I logged back onto Grindr, I was greeted with a nice, BLOCKED MSG.

Should I have just kept my mouth SHUT? or should he just keep his sexual fantasy’s to himself?