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Hasham was a young, handsome black man with masculine Neanderthal-ish features and hard muscles that bulged out of his form hugging white t-shirts. My attention was always focused on his manly chest and nipples that hardened when our art studio got cold. I was strangely attracted to him. I was barely twenty years old attending Queens College. I wore long curly black hair which I exaggerated by

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for Gavin.Thursday Morning, August 20075:45am (buzzzzzz) {barely opening my eyes my sleepy hand reaches over to my cell phone and press snooze. rest right cheek on pillow}6:30am (buzzzzzz) {hit snooze, rest left cheek on pillow} "Oh I should get up and pee"7:00am (buzzzzzz) "Fucking shit, I should call in sick." {snooze again}7:45am (buzzzzzz) "Shit, i am gonna be late!" 'I need to pee"

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www.loveworn.combeautiful, delicate illustrations & typography...

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P80831 M/ 5'8''/ Quest Software Accounts Manager/ Salt n' Pepper Hair/ Caucasian & Mexican/ San Antonio, TX.I contacted this guy through Nerve.com. He only had one cute picture of himself dancing. He really said nothing about himself on his profile. I think that is what drew me to him. I was looking for someone "unpretentious" I guess. I told him to choose a place other than midtown to meet, so

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6.05.07Breakfast: (8:30am)1 cup Yerba Mate Chai w/ rice milk1 cup of water w/ 1 oz. Apple Cider Vinegar1 buckwheat waffle w/ 2 teaspoons of Apple SauceLunch 1: (11:30am)1 buckwheat waffle ¼ cup plain non fat yogurt w/ 1 tablespoon honey1 small hard boiled organic egg1 cup of cranberry waterSnack: (1:20pm)1 rice cake1 hand full cerealLunch 2: (2pm)1 avocado2 cups of coffee with whole milk1 cup of

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At work...So tired...So sleepy...All I want to do is see Christian.He makes me smile. I was dreaming of you and woke up an hour late for work. I was dreaming that you were at my house and we were talking about bull fighting in Spain. You had a soft beard. When I woke up I asked you when we where going to fight the bulls, then I realized I was delirious and only dreaming.

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I had an early dinner at Vera Cruz on Bedford Ave with my old friend and neighbor, Vanessa. Not only was the menu unimpressing, the service was awful and the food sucked, which means that I will never be going back there again. We sat in the mosquito infested back garden where I myself became a feast to the swarming pests. Our bus boy brought us greasy nachos that tasted like they where at least

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Today is Monday, which means that at 5:30pm I have my weekly therapy session with Laura. Today's topic: Lunatic Gerry, Amazing Weekend and Sex with Daniel, and Insecure Joseph.I came on time as usual, she warmly greets me at the door and politely sends me to wait in her bedroom with Luke, her dog, as she finishes with her previous patient. Today I sat on her bed, pulled the Arts section of the NY

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GERRY TO ME:ag, this is really difficult for me to write to you. i don't think i am ready for you. i know we have an absolute connection. but right now... i am really sorry to say this to you... but i have this gnawing in my stomach... undeniable gnawing.... i think the timing for me is not right. something doesn't feel right for me. i'd tell you how amazing i think you are... but i already

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28 M/ 5'7"/ "Friends Forever"/ Motion graphics animatorWe met in person about a week ago now. I contacted him of course, as I contacted everyone else. "Hello, I am just introducung myself and letting you know that I exist. If you'd to chat sometime drop me a line". We surprisingly had a lot in common, in almost made it a little creepy. I liked that. The night of our first date, I went to

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Sitting on the 7 train to work this morning, I was feeling extremely sleepy as a result of last night's spectacular rendezvous. I held on tightly to my hot paper cup of Dunkin' Donuts latte for fear that I would unconciously let it go as I slipped in and out of a tranquil subway slumber. My mind wandered itself back into your soft cozy bed this morning where I stared at you while you slept

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I don't understand why people become so terrified when it comes to commitment, even just on a small scale such as exclusively dating just that one person. The whole online dating trend has made it just more difficult to just be with one person. With a vast network of potential mates who would want to stop at just one, two, or three? I guess my question is, what do you do when you finally meet

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I met a 25 year old Argentinian and Italian guy on Lavalife a few days ago. I was actually the one to contact him. It really wasn't my fault because the picture he had posted for his profile looked a little like the actor Dermot Mulroney. He also supposedly worked for a hedge fund. We decided to speak on the phone shortly after only a few emails going back and forth. He seemed pretty normal on

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It's 3:40am, I just got home. I went out to see my mom, we went shopping for food at the local Asian market. I bought some bok choy and Korean pears. I found a container of hummus in my trunk that must have fallen out of a grocery bag about a week ago. I wonder if it's any good. I guess I'll have to try it to find out. I drove back to Brooklyn to pick my roomate up. We went out to Cafe Deville,

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On Wednesday afternoon I was called up to a meeting on the 15th floor. I usually don't have meetings there. I was reluctant to go because of the unnecessary elevator transfer on the 13th floor and my coffee high had died down. I sluggishly made it up, and hauled my tired body through the cubicled corridors and into the open meeting area by the windows. I sat with my team, reviewed folders and

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This site is awesome!

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I recently joined this Match.com bullshit, just for a month. What a waste! I only got responses from weirdos or ghetto guys. Old sagging 50 year old men looking some some young tight pussy. Gross! I am so fed up.ME to DL: Why are most dudes so damn pathetic? What happened to the definition of manhood?Manhood (noun): qualities traditionally associated with men (more like pussies), such as courage

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Holy Cow,Please forgive me for I have sinned. I gave in to temptation last night. I devoured a delicious piece of cow. I swear, I tried to order something else. I scanned the menu at least fifteen times but the filet mignon with a funghi shallot juis and pomme puree was calling me, teasing me, tempting me. I didn't know what to do. I sat there in a dim lit, romantic booth with soft velvety

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