Garden Snakes In My Forest
One thing any man, gay or straight, needs is trust.
Trust is a major faux pas in this lifestyle especially.
Dudes running around here with HIV, all while trying to fuck you without a condom.
Dudes talking to you and then, fucking the next dude they meet off a chat site the following night.
Then we got dudes who, when things are going smooth, will run back to pussy because they had a change of heart (or is that body parts?)
But worst of all,
you got people you claim as friends that will lie, cheat, and backstab their way into your heart.
Sounds like the script to a teenage white person’s tv show, huh?
Nope, I call it my life.
Things U See On BGC (2)
Definite Parental Advisory for this.
If you are under 18,
click [x] and proceed to the nearest Disney blog.
Doctor, Doctor
This flu is kicking my ass.
It really is.
This is one of the times I wish I had a dude to take care of me.
Get me up on my soup and make store runs.
Check up on me on occasions.
Take my temperature and feed me my medicine…..
…. all while wearing Timbalands, a white apron, and buck ass NAKED….well, maybe boxer briefs.
Yeah I said it.
His stethoscope all swing buck wild.
Nasty ass….. you know what I mean.
(shit even give me a routine prostate exam….)
But, seriously, imagine this…
The Messy Gay Niggas Of Reality Show
First and Foremost,
before I get into my “font vomit”,
this blog woke me up: Getting Rid Of Old Friends.
Shout out to Sir Yellow Bone for that cup of coffee in his blog.
Movin on…
I have been observing our people in our lifestyle for quite some time,
and even observing relationships in my own life,
and I have to ask time and time again…
Do we truly have genuine friends, or is friendship just a temporary situation?
Are “frenemies” taking over?
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