Once upon a time, there was a little boy wholly contented with himself.
There is nothing more real than a gay BFF with no pretense.
Coming out to me and being honest, means I’ve succeeded as a parent.
Viewers deserve the real thing; nobody likes a fake.
The nightclub of your dreams.
My last stop was Simon & Schuster. There, I met with a cute, charming gay guy and a warm, kind, straight man whose face was 70% beard and glasses. Together, we feasted on LOLs until we all ODed and had to go to Beth Israel from a LOL overdose. The next week, they offered me a book deal and I was ecstatic.
Communication is a huge part of any relationship but for lesbians it seems to take on a whole other concept; in lesbian relationships, talking is no less important than breathing.
I confess, I was once a miserable gay man, and I still am from time to time. But, for the most part I’ve found practices for staying mindful about the things that pull me under.
Is it really in the 21st Century?
Initially I came to this community searching for love, intimacy and brotherhood. In return, I got shade, infidelity, loneliness and disunity. The self-loathing in this community forces you to encounter a series of broken men who are self-destructive, hurtful, cruel and vindictive towards one another.