<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:29:08.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky-Sky</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-6288789970052571901</id><published>2008-12-10T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:38:31.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>Okay if you know me, then you know&lt;div&gt;that I always am attracted to a female character in any movie or tv show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Female's are more interesting and exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure people think its because I'm basically a girl (which is not true)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its because men are normally not interesting for me.... though if they are hot, my jaw drops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways my point is I love female characters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Jumper I'm interested more in Rachel Bilson then Hayden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Kungfu Panda I'm more interested in Tigeress &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Horton Hear's a Who I'm more interested in the 96 Daughters then the son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I was reading things about Horton hears a who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it made me mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To hear parents going off about how its sexist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mayor's son is the oldest thus meaning he is the next mayor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just a movie, children don't think about sexist things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they grow up that way because of parental influence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously get the fuck over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-6288789970052571901?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/6288789970052571901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=6288789970052571901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/6288789970052571901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/6288789970052571901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-4594099793273616257</id><published>2008-12-01T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:01:31.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st "Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/STO17qaWHCI/AAAAAAAAABw/EuLu-KDjUig/s1600-h/533070432_ef79a10cca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/STO17qaWHCI/AAAAAAAAABw/EuLu-KDjUig/s320/533070432_ef79a10cca.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274759625182682146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you be in love with someone who doesn't love you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will be tormented by this forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is all I see when I close my eyes, on my mind when I don't even realize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He makes guest appearances in my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will always think of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to tell myself there is nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this wont ever be as I wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried shutting him out with others, but they were in no comparison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first "Love"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;though we never had any form of a relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and until I find true love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he will forever been my first love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quite Profound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-4594099793273616257?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/4594099793273616257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/STO17qaWHCI/AAAAAAAAABw/EuLu-KDjUig/s72-c/533070432_ef79a10cca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-5693363716907832166</id><published>2008-11-29T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:42:48.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been soaked up into theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went and watched "Suddenly, Last Summer" which was written by Tennessee Williams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;two of my friends were into.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear I was so caught in the mood of this dramatic play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt a whole lot of emotions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was simply amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also enjoyed seeing "Hairspray" On its tour across Canada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that was pretty awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its was fun to see this Musical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All &amp;amp; All &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm enjoying theatre more and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is about Beautiful Art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Wonderful Plays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-5693363716907832166?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/5693363716907832166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=5693363716907832166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/5693363716907832166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/5693363716907832166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/11/suddenly.html' title='Suddenly'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-3334868961791063169</id><published>2008-11-19T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:40:55.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'> &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SSPdpzND0oI/AAAAAAAAABE/GaJemeYRUSs/s320/n588335000_3662569_5206.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270299699142972034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my Best friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to see her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss being able to hang out with her all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our inside jokes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;playing mario party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuddling and taking pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SSPdWdjlbMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VYMQTXUotGM/s1600-h/n588335000_2238819_5143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SSPdWdjlbMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VYMQTXUotGM/s320/n588335000_2238819_5143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270299366914354370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny joke....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She tells this guy that I plan on Visiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and she plans on hooking us up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She says lets check him out on facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and he says he already has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and thinks I'm Cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SSPcfIfHuNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/otKf1hZpAl0/s320/n588335000_1671309_5901.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270298416365680850" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that even though we live &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on different sides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of this Large Country &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we will be there for each other no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell each other everything &amp;amp; Anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calgary Loves Halifax&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-3334868961791063169?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/3334868961791063169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=3334868961791063169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/3334868961791063169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/3334868961791063169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_19.html' title='....'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SSPdpzND0oI/AAAAAAAAABE/GaJemeYRUSs/s72-c/n588335000_3662569_5206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-3009017461189438422</id><published>2008-11-11T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:14:54.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>looking at pictures &lt;div&gt;makes me want to go back to europe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for a longer time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-3009017461189438422?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/3009017461189438422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=3009017461189438422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SRKC90HvqjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iDwlDN4sL9Y/s1600-h/11298eyes4.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SRKC90HvqjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iDwlDN4sL9Y/s320/11298eyes4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265414912824289842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He Laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He Joked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I simply listened to each word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that came from his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looked at me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with a different look,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this look made me think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Longing to see where the answer lays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hide my boyish crush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;behind my window shaped eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hopping maybe he will peak in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the curtains are open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-4719439375995538613?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/4719439375995538613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=4719439375995538613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/4719439375995538613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/4719439375995538613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/11/windows.html' title='Windows'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SRKC90HvqjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iDwlDN4sL9Y/s72-c/11298eyes4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-5350900935069057912</id><published>2008-11-05T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:24:54.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>The nights come early&lt;div&gt;snow spiting from the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flying all around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cold yet peaceful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walking step by step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;realizing that life has many wonders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many things to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-5350900935069057912?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/5350900935069057912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=5350900935069057912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/5350900935069057912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/5350900935069057912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_05.html' title='...'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-7900868674177674103</id><published>2008-11-05T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:17:09.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Questions of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Questions of death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why is it I feel the way i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why do i imagine death, embrace it even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's on the quest for an escape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nothing gives me pleasure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nothing gives me hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I fake everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there is nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I AM NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to remember how I felt when I was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but all is see is nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this pit of black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this dark empty area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;storms of black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;storms of rage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;storms of sorrow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acid Rain hitting my body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm trapped in this body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's not a body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a cage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am Caged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a Beast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shouldn't exist &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shouldn't be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel no emotion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a brick wall being hit with paint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paint that is the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which is filled with people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can't cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are no tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm all dried up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All there is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pain of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pain of dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pain of pure joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't handle being around people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the only things that keep me going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kitty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but still &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM NOTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-7900868674177674103?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/7900868674177674103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=7900868674177674103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/7900868674177674103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/7900868674177674103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-1444942105359698698</id><published>2008-11-01T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:18:55.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>H-Ween</title><content type='html'>He got high, he got high, he got high.&lt;div&gt;he drank a little, he talked a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His smile is so young and so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his eyes sparkle with that sweetness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where you know something is there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet only time will tell if anything happens....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess we will see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but heres hoping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-1444942105359698698?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/1444942105359698698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=1444942105359698698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/1444942105359698698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/1444942105359698698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/11/h-ween.html' title='H-Ween'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-302192418629590077</id><published>2008-10-25T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:31:40.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>I'm a little sad&lt;div&gt;I didn't have my date on wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that I never got a chance to see him today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope he still comes to the halloween party....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and texts me more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-302192418629590077?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/302192418629590077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=302192418629590077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/302192418629590077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/302192418629590077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_25.html' title='....'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-3270258004203201078</id><published>2008-10-18T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:54:25.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One step</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One step into the the present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not going to live in the future and let myself get carried away with over thinking everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things will just happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SPpM0_QHMcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cBm4lcEfP0c/s1600-h/Picture+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SPpM0_QHMcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cBm4lcEfP0c/s320/Picture+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258599988124398018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I'm done trying with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to let myself get rapped up in you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;There are other things out there for me....&lt;br /&gt;and I'm as cute as people clam I am then I should just own it&lt;br /&gt;and not let you ruin it for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but your wasting my time, when I could what I hope for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-3270258004203201078?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/3270258004203201078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=3270258004203201078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/3270258004203201078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/3270258004203201078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-step.html' title='One step'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SPpM0_QHMcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cBm4lcEfP0c/s72-c/Picture+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-5834751574408146461</id><published>2008-10-16T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:40:02.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you weren't the way you are...&lt;br /&gt;but boy you have me hooked.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked on you like there is no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always thinking about what it would be like to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just "be with you"&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my friend and she was like&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand why you guys can't just be together and still have the relationship you have now."&lt;br /&gt;Honestly if only it were that simple....&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were such a complicated guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SPgWVIUltSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/whww66cK1HI/s1600-h/bw.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SPgWVIUltSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/whww66cK1HI/s320/bw.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257977117221958946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You don't belong to people forever"&lt;br /&gt;I totally find this quote so true....&lt;br /&gt;but I don't want to not know you.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is for you to be happy, and if that means me not being in you life&lt;br /&gt;as a Boyfriend I understand....&lt;br /&gt;and as much as I want you ( and I want you bad)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be you toy.... to be used whenever your horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-5834751574408146461?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/5834751574408146461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=5834751574408146461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/5834751574408146461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/5834751574408146461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_16.html' title='....'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_az43eBJpY/SPgWVIUltSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/whww66cK1HI/s72-c/bw.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-2108532144211864492</id><published>2008-10-15T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:41:04.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>I want you to fuck me&lt;div&gt;and I want to fuck you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you to remember me as your First &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I want to remember you as mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so in the future I can think about it and realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you were amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-2108532144211864492?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/2108532144211864492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=2108532144211864492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/2108532144211864492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/2108532144211864492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_15.html' title='....'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-9073027061907401381</id><published>2008-10-14T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:42:34.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever watched a really amazing movie?&lt;div&gt;and thought I wish life was like this, knowing that it wont work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then have repeating thoughts of how you want things to turn out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that nothing I want from you will be returned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though I know this I still try, want and wish for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You always play the Hot n Cold game on me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not your play toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='...'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5038152754941009935.post-7426164192319839790</id><published>2008-10-11T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:25:30.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the whole damn thing</title><content type='html'>Last night I was shocked to be asked what I was asked,&lt;div&gt;from someone I thought would never, and when I say never I mean never ask me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He &amp;amp; I have a somewhat history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we first met I had no Idea what to expect, he seems like a stereotypical straight guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After you get to know him you realize how wrong you are. Sure he doesn't dress or act like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a gay man, but he really is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways we met a couple weeks before my birthday, his friend who is my friend was telling me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all about how I have to met this guy, blah blah blah you know that thing where they say a millions things about them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I didn't really make a big deal out of it when we met at the bar... I said Hi and cared on with my night... didn't see him again till my birthday, which is in April.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend brought him... and the whole night she would tell me... oh he wants to kiss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She told me like 5 times... then got drunk and puked on my bed, so we sent her home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he stayed, which was weird... I didn't know him, what to expect or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He helps me change the sheets, and lays down.... lucky my other friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decides&lt;/span&gt; she is going to come cuddle with him... so I say by to people who are leaving an come back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he cuddles me and we pass out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The morning rolls around and we kind of fool around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I don't see him again for 2 weeks... he sends me a message saying throw another party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which I did, just so I could get him over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we go through this whole "party" thing for awhile... with fooling around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually things get a little more powerful, and it becomes almost every time I see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which was a lot, since he would call and ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one day I thought hey maybe I'll just let him know how I feel, big mistake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was the first mistake I had made....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now the fooling around stops... I felt used....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I had grown on his friends, and didn't want to stop hanging around them, so I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was fine with seeing him, we became some what friends... I could actually have a conversation with him now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;months go by....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and just this week... I gave into him as we cuddled and gave him a Blowjob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought hey maybe things will turn around this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till his sister said he only wanted it to be a one time thing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I was like okay whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night he asks me.... if I would fuck him and he fuck me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought he must be joking right... and kind of just went by, though I went to 7-11 and got condoms just in case. I mean you never know right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was telling his friend, the one who introduced us to tell me when to come get him cause it was happening.... So now I become a mess, I need time to think so I take a walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come back and he's passed out... my friend says he will be ready in 2 hours... when its already 2am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyways nothing happen cause he got to drunk....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if something does happen tonight, the next night or whenever... I'll be ready and I'll just take charge before he falls asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I mean its just the thought that he actually wants to do it with me that is awesome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause apparently when he's done with boys he's done, so I thought he was done with me along time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5038152754941009935-7426164192319839790?l=onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/feeds/7426164192319839790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5038152754941009935&amp;postID=7426164192319839790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/7426164192319839790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5038152754941009935/posts/default/7426164192319839790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onegayboydayafterday.blogspot.com/2008/10/whole-damn-thing.html' title='the whole damn thing'/><author><name>SkySky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17968355390054329882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9_az43eBJpY/R2jXEo3hIeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XN-niR5Bd70/S220/n507543064_78037_4238.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
