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I can't seem to win recently. It's weird how much better life seemed when I was with Steve still but whatever. Yeah so I was all excited becuase I thought this super hot really cool guy in my art class AKA Elliott actually liked me. Well I must be a complete dumb ass or something to think someone is actually going to like me. Am I surprised? Not at all. My first opinion was that he was fucking with me. all my friends told me no no he really likes you go with it. Well fuck that mother fucker got half the damn school involved in this fucking prank of his. Man and once again I look like a complete idiot. So yeah he just had a bet going that he could fuck me or get somehting out of me either on Halloween or at that party I didn't attend the following saturday. His plan to get me drunk at a party. Well fuck him. Once again I am just the butt of some assholes dumb pranks. So if any of you are going to speak to me I highly recommend not mentioning him to me. Cuz I am not to happy right now.
Andy
Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?
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Although I know the feeling for sure.
Things will improve if you hang in there, and yada yada yada...
But they really do...the bad times don't actually last any longer than the good ones, usually.
Checking off my check list..."Do NOT mention anybody with names beginning with E..." Gotcha:-X
"Always forgive your enemies...nothing annoys them quite so much." Oscar Wilde
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Location: currently So Cal
Registered: May 2002
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Don't give up, Andy. No matter who we are or what we are, there are always people out there who will try to fuck with us. But there are also plenty of people who will accept us for what we are and even a few who will love us for it.
{{HUGS}}
Think good thoughts,
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Location: currently So Cal
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I can allow you to exclude those guys whose names begin with "E," but I'm going to object if you fail to mention us guys who who aren't quite capitalized.
Think good thoughts,
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Of course I didn't mean anybody whose name started with a lower case "e"...that would be ridiculous...
Oh, and by the way, I love brussels sprouts, too!
"Always forgive your enemies...nothing annoys them quite so much." Oscar Wilde
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Location: UK, in Devon
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Interesting that he'd take such a bet. Says a lot about him.
Hugs you tight. You weren't going to fall for it anyway. Specially not with booz. I know you.
And, not that it's much help, I like you.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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I'm sorry people around you are being bastards. It's not fair, because you're such a nice sweet guy, and that's why you're being targetted I guess. If you'd been a badass mofo they wouldn't have dared to. Then again, that's nothing to strive for, hehe, so don't go changing your strategy, okay? 
Just continue to be you. You'll get your rewards for being a good person, it might not be immediate, but it'll be more meaningful than what you'd get if you were a badass mofo.
Please take care okay? How's the hip doing? Does it hurt?
Hugs:
-L
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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THanks. My hips doing ehhh. It hurts sometimes and sometimes it doesn't it is weird I honestly beieve that my hi[ i sgetting worse since I stopped therepy but what do I know...
Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?
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I'm sorry about that. I know you will bounce back. You were as careful as you could have been. It's not you fault their are so many jerks in this world.
You will find the right one someday. And he will be one lucky guy.
Many, many hugs,
Kevin
"Be excellent to each other, and, party on dudes"!
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Andy, ****** HUGE HUGS ****** and warm snuggles for my friend who is hurting. It really will be ok... but more about that later...
It was really great talking to you last nite, too... you just take care of yourself and carry on, dude....
BamBam
Celebrate your life... embrace your love... Become intimate with your place in forever !!!
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Don't worry about it - it will come back to people like that, big time.
From: the bloke who has done his fair share of f**king with people.
You said when you'd die that you'd walk with me every day
And I'd start to cry and say please don't talk that way
With the blink of an eye the Lord came and asked you to meet
You went to a better place but He stole you away from me
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That's not a very good strategy for recovery now is it?  How did you manage to hurt it in the first place?
Also, what's up with you & Steve? It seems you miss him lots, can't you try and patch things up? I bet he misses you too... You guys could at least speak on the phone and stuff (or over the net), even if visiting is difficult.
Take care lil treehugger dude. I really mean it!
-L
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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Andy
I am so sorry to hear that people are still that mean spirted. you just hang in there, your Mr. right will come along eventually and i am sure you will find a great one. I don't really know you but from what I have seen you write here I can tell that you are a special person. Just keep looking with your eyes wide open!
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hey andy,
we used to talk a lot, or well, a bit, when i first came to the boards, but we don't anymore. however, i *do* still care about you, and remember everything we said. so with *that* said, i really hope things are a little easier for you today, and i know it doesn't feel like it now, but clouds will clear up, one day.
and good for YOU, for not falling into that sick-ass prank. it might feel like you're the butt of everything right now, but people are going to look back on that (especially if, oh, the tables turn and THEY get fucked with, one day) and realise how the truth of the matter is, you weren't the butt of anything at all.
hugs for you.
my void does not want.
-- 2.13.61.
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So much to my dissapointment I learned that my grandfather has pancreatic cancer. He is expected to die within the next 6 monthes... My mom hadn't been going to tell me I happened to read it in an instant message she had with my dad this afternoon. So at that time my mom thought it would be a good time for me to go see my grandfather at the hospital. Which I don't like to do. I can't see people in hospitals I just cannot do it. I really hate it. Well my dad and mom had told me that my grandfather was just kind of tinged yellow. He wasn't truly yellow.... Well yeah Bull Shit. I get there and he is the most freakishly yellow shade of man I have ever seen before. Scared the crap out of me. Well then now I need to eat some dinner and go to work... So I will see you later
Andy
Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?
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My grandfather had cancer bad like that. At the end, he looked awful. I remember conversations about him with my Mom, since I wasn't there at the end. He was so far gone that he could barely make himself heard. The cancer had so weakened him that he had trouble enough opening his eyes, and the pain meds were strangely not effective anymore. He was 80 when he died, but he had been such a strong presence until he got sick that I didn't know what to think.
My biggest regret, however, was that I didn't get to tell him good-bye. I didn't get to tell him how I felt. I barely knew this man, who had lived such a full life, and now he was suddenly gone. The funeral was scary too, because my grandmother seemed more frail, suddenly. Like half her strength had left her.
The one good thing about it was that when he finally did go into that good night, his wife and his daughters were there to say good-bye to him. They gathered around him and held his hands, stroked his face and told him that it was alright, his labours were over. I am told that he died peacefully, with a smile on his face, which considering the pain of his disease, must have been a welcome release.
I'm not telling you this to force you to go see your grandfather, Andy. That decision must be yours to make and for your own reasons. I just want you to think about spending some of your time with him. I'm sure he will appreciate it, and you may as well. Either way, don't regret not having been there for him when he needed you, or just wanted a friend to talk to.
Hospitals bug the hell out of me too, so don't worry about that too much. Think about many years from now, should you find yourself in the same situation, wouldn't you want visitors? Especially your grandsons?
Just a thought. I hope that you are feeling better about this later. Give it some thought and some emotion and see what direction it takes you in. Keep your chin up, Kiddo. We're all rooting for you.
It's not the wolf you see you should fear, but all the ones he howls with. Don't be afraid of the song, but don't piss off the choir.
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I hate hospitals. I hate them so much I throw up just riding past one.
When I was 19 my Gram'ma was in the hospital and was very very ill. Every one in the family went but I avoided the issue. One afternoon though, I just grabbed myself by the ass and threw myself in there to go and visit her.
My gram'ma was the first person to tell me it was all right to be gay. She always was there for me. I had to do it. When I walked into her room, she was there all hooked up to all sorts of tubes and wires and machines and when she saw me she smiled and patted the bed for me to sit with her for a while. We talked about all the things I had planned for myself, college, my new boy friend, how I was going to deal with the rest of the family. All the while I was there we talked about me and when I asked how she was feeling all she said was, "I'm going to be fine now."
Not long after I kissed her and said my goodbyes to her and left. I knew in my heart she didn't have long with us.
She passed away that night. I was so happy we had that little bit of time together. I can still remember her voice, her smile, the way she scolded me for not coming sooner. I always smile when I think about her, but not without a tear.
I know it can be a nasty chore to go to see your Grandfather in the hospital. All I can say is treasure every moment you can spend with him. Once he is gone, so is the oppertunity.
One is the lonliest number.
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I also lost my grandpa to lung cancer. I also had a very bad experience when I was a young boy at a nursing home. These and other times in my life have left me a person that could not give good advice since I cannot deal properly with them myself. All I can tell you is that no matter how icky it is to go there, you will very likely miss him one day.
I have a phrase I try to live by now.
"Regret the things you have done in your life, NEVER regret what you have not done".
It seems harder later on to think - "I would have" or "I should have" and even "I could have".
Makes the times I think "Geez I shouldn't have done that" seem almost silly by comparison.
Many hugs from a fellow tree hugger,
Kevin :'-(
"Be excellent to each other, and, party on dudes"!
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I don't really know what to say to you at a time like this, other than that you can probably be a great comfort to your grandfather even though he is in hospital, and is a freaky yellow in color. I bet he'll like it lots if you visit him and spend some time with him when you can.
Knowing that he has a grandson (and one that's such a nice guy like you, hehe), will probably be a huge comfort to him at this time, especially if you do go see him every once in a while.
Old people can easily feel lonely, you know what I mean?
Hugs n take care lil treehugger...
-L
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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