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Little trophy boys

I remember when I first started holding hands with boys how my stomach would feel lighter and my heart would race even faster than my brain in an attempt to tell me “this feels nice“. Then there were years where the only place the needed to feel nice had nothing to do with my hands–I

I’m a bad boy

It has to be something beautiful if everything hurts, right?

Blaming me via voicemail

There’s a few ex-boyfriends I have remained friends with. Actually, it’s more like we became friends again after I quit hating them for whatever stupid shit they did prior to our breakup. I’m notorious for never checking my voicemail. So upon cleaning out the 14 voicemails I’ve accumulated in the past week and a half,

I’m in an exclusive relationship. With the internet.

If you are a compulsive internet user like myself, I’m sure you remember the “Chocolate Rain” video by Tay Zonday (and if you don’t, now would be a good time to watch it). Apparently this YouTube sensation has take his baby-faced self to the top by modifying the song to be “Cherry Chocolate Rain” for

Pritteh Arts

This is potentially the cutest thing ever made with me in mind.

Silvermine boy, part 2

Shortly after my last post concerning the boy from Silvermine I received a message on “personal” (read: private) Myspace from some kid who was sure I “looked familiar”. A bit of lurking showed that it was in fact, Silvermine boy. Now, at this point he probably didn’t realize I had posted a few bulletins and