Why, as a gay man, would you want to get married in the house of a religion that doesn’t welcome you with open arms, that thinks you are a dinner?
The perfect Birthday gift for a Junkie like me.
What I want is to be needed.
What I need is to be
indispensable to somebody.
Who I need is somebody
that will eat up all
my free time, my ego, my attention.
Somebody addicted to me.
A mutual addiction.
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be.