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im getting angry urges, i want to sink my teeth into soft flesh and sink deeper 'till i feel lots of warm scarlet blood run down my face, the only way i can stop these urges is to meditate, writing just enduces my feelings and music makes me loud and stompy i was just outside dancing with my 10" love knife, razor sharp razor clean feel the weapon sensation, it looked so beatiful reflecting the high set moon, i wanted to cut out the moon but it doesn't work
What A Wonderful catariciture of intamacy,
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timmy
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Doesn't that strike you as somewhat strange? A "love knife"?
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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what? i love that knlfe.
What A Wonderful catariciture of intamacy,
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timmy
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I loved the boats I sailed, too. But I never had unusual feelings about them.
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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Making love to that object may lead to self-circumcision! ;-D
Youth crisis hot-line 866-488-7386, 24 hr (U.S.A.)
There are people who want to help you cope with being you.
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>.< thats mean, you made my words perverted
What A Wonderful catariciture of intamacy,
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not I. Those are your words. I find it unusual.
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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marc
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Love for a boat is not unusual?
I'm not so sure....
But, in either case, how does love for a knife, or anyother object for that matter matter to anyone but the person experiencing the emotional attachment.
What is wrong with dancing with it for that matter.
I remember an old movie with Fred Astaire dancing with a mop, I seriously doubt he bought it dinner first or slept with it afterward. It's just an object.
Just as the knofe is an object, granted, described with a bit of a flare but hey... Hasen't anyone noticed, we're gay... flamboiance is allowed.
Or if it isn't, some one forgot to send the interoffice memo to that effect.
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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jack
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never the less it is still very strange, to coherent people anyway!.
whether you are gay or what,the entire original statement sounds troubling to me anyway.
life is to enjoy.
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marc
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I was sure i saw you had written the coherent......
Are you refering to yourself?
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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jack
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Marc, have i used the wrong word, because us prisoners are not very clever!
opppppps. i will have to go back in the light box?
life is to enjoy.
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No, me either, but I knew a boy who tried to blow his boat one time. He burned his lips on the exhaust pipe.
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