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The failed friendship

My wor­ries final­ly catch up with me. After our attempt to lure David into our [three­some act](http://www.cedricang.com/blogging/the-failed-threesome-20090416/ “The failed Three­some”), my wor­ries was about Har­ry; whether can he accept our ‘extra cur­ric­u­lar’ activ­i­ty

It has been three days since I have heard from Har­ry. The last time I talked with him was when he was on his way back to his home­town (school hol­i­days and all) and he final­ly had time to get online. He did not men­tion any­thing much, and I thought every­thing is fine.

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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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The failed threesome

A care­ful plan was draft­ed out with Har­ry. The plan was to get David to Harry’s house, and then we try to seduce him with kiss­es, and hugs and see if we could get David aroused.

It worked up pret­ty okay at first. I went over to Harry’s place to pick his sleepy ass up, then went over to David’s to pick him up. We want­ed to head over to my place because it was a lit­tle too ear­ly to do the shop­ping that Har­ry want­ed to do.
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Same Subject, Different Day

My mind is almost blank, but yet there is this feel­ing inside me that makes me want to shout out to the world that I have a lot on my mind, and yet still emp­ty.

Yes, maybe I do not know how to put things in words. Maybe I am just con­fused of the cer­tain feel­ings that I have right now, maybe it was just noth­ing.

His voice still echoes deep inside. I could still hear him say­ing things to me. Was it just my imag­i­na­tion, or just mere­ly because I missed him so much?

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