MY VIEW ON SEX!!!

Sex is like wine never bad just some far better than others

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.

The Twink Within Has Gone!

I remember in summer 1998, when Ginger Spice walked out on The Spice Girls, her reason for leaving was she left she could no longer live her fantasy character, and she needed to be herself…

And up until recently I never quite new what It meant to live life within a character…

BUT I now  feel as if I have done the same, Since moving to London, I was court up in wearing a super large bag, tight TIGHT t-shirts, and super TIGHT skinny Jeans, I wanted to look as young as possible, I wanted to be part of the TWINK crowd….

I don’t want this lonely lifestyle anymore….

It’s taken me many years to finally admit I feel countable within my skin…….. I enjoy being around good people, and the GAY DRAMA of who said what, just does not interest me anymore…….

I feel I have a heart full of LOVE, and one day I believe I will find that person for me…………. Until that day, I will focus on loving myself…

“It’s Time To Love Yourself”

I have not been feeling my best of late, with having a serious Kidney Infection and all….

Taking a large amount of pills is taking pills with my mood and feeling tired 24/7 but hey C’est La Vie!!!

I just keep thinking back to what the doctor told me on Saturday….. “It’s Time To Love Yourself”

I never quite knew what it meant to love yourself, I started making lists of all the bad things I have done to my body…. Drinking too much / smoking over 30 a day…. taken Drugs….. all things I thought would give me a day or two side effects……. but maybe this is my body’s way of saying “THOMAS, SERIOUSLY STOP HURTING ME” which is doctors terms means to Love Myself???

Hmmm I feel so confused right now……………….

A Fat Ginger Kid…….

Just walked past me in the street picking his nose……..

I looked at him with discuss as I remember…………

The Fat Ginger Kid, was once ME!!!

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.

2nd Date…. FROM HELL

Using a cute/innocent picture so I can once again play the role of the VICTIM!!

So I met this guy on Grindr, we have been chatting, planning to meet but it’s always been HIT N MISS

So today we finally met.

We headed to G-A-Y Bar for a drink, and sat outside the theater, we chatted away, talking about types of guys we liked, I could see him looking at me with his eyes, but felt he was friendly…

It was then he used the old OMG MY PHONE IS DYING CAN I COME TO YOUR PLACE TO CHARGE,

We grabbed a bottle and headed back, I saw his phone and it was no way near to death, but hay ho,  I’m horny LOL

So we both decided to just chill, but you know two GAY guys cannot be alone without some hussle or bussle….

WE HAD SEX….

GREAT SEX

MIND BLOWING SEX

and then……………..

He freaked out and said he needed to go……. I was confused, we was getting along so well..

It was then his phone rang…..

“Hello Baby, I am at the station, be back in around 40 mins”

I could hear a voice…. It was female…….

I noticed the ring….

He was married

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE”]

Date was well and truly over…

Well…. Straight sex seems to be much more fun than GAY

Any single ladies wanna play some ball?