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Flashbacks

I woke up ear­ly today. Real­ly ear­ly.

I could not sleep. Insom­nia has got the best of me. That’s not just it, flash­back of our moments with the boy hit me hard again, till I almost kneel down to my knees beg­ging it to stop.

I want to cry it out, loud if I could, but I can’t. Streak of tears just kept on falling because it knows I miss the boy very much.

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Skating Rink


![Skat­ing Rink](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3168/3026092976_ffcfa796e1.jpg “Skat­ing Rink”)

Skat­ing rink, I love them, I hate them.

It was one of those days when I was at Pyra­mid Ice. I cap­tured this pic­ture with my iPhone, and thought the guy was pret­ty good look­ing.

I don’t know, but I have been always in the lik­ing for some­one that is younger than me. My friends say that I like them you, I guess.

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Having HIV?

Love Box

I used to buy a lot of con­doms.

No, I do not use them. Well, maybe once or twice, but very sel­dom.

Con­doms to me are nev­er a mix. I dis­like the smell, I dis­like the ‘action’ of hav­ing to take off the con­dom after a good fuck. Most peo­ple would want to just rest after a good 3 hours of *bed­ding* ses­sion, I would appre­ci­ate that too.

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