For a long time, I was killing myself to hide that fact. I had all these reasons, it was unfair that only gay people had to come out, I was sick of change, but the truth is, I was just scared.
First, I thought it was just a gay thing but then I realised that no matter what, announcing who you are to the world is pretty terrifying cause what if the world doesn’t like you. So, I did whatever I could to keep my secret.
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I hate it that sometimes when I feel like blogging, and when I switch on my Macbook Pro and open up my blog site, that whole ‘I want to blog’ feeling just went away.
If you remember the last time I talked about The Boy was when I sent him a birthday message that eventually undelivered. Just a few weeks back, I saw him working in a boutique down town. I was not sure how should I be responding to such emotion, that I was trying really hard to avoid a face to face encounter. Partially it was because our break-up was not a pleasant one.
*This is a continuation of my previous post, [Night in a Japanese Gay Bar](http://www.cedricang.com/personal/night-in-a-japanese-gay-bar-20090506 “Night in a Japanese Gay bar”)*
It was morning in Japan when you can hear birds chirping. The morning sun peeked from the curtain, and shine in to Kanata’s room.
*Before I continue, let me warn you that this post is going to be ‘expressed’; I will not be checking on my spellings, and I would not be bothered if I am grammatically right. At such ungodly hours, this is the best that I can do (and probably laughing at myself later)*
I could feel Kanata’s breath landing on my face in the early spring morning. I looked at Kanata’s closed eyes, I put out an arm, and tried to hold him closer to me.
![In Bed](http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HR5SJm9sR60/SPTd18NeqYI/AAAAAAAAGNA/wh3YTY_NIaU/s400/Gay_Couple_togetherness_in_bed_01.jpg “In Bed”)
Picture stolen from [Nase](http://nase-adoctorslife.blogspot.com “Nase”)
I think I am getting annoyed more often these days. I don’t know; perhaps there are more idiots lurking around than we actually realized.
Will send you a message on a networking site, “care to be friends?” with the subject title, “i”
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.