Gay for…Hits?

I was looking at my stats or w/e and I realized I got more hits on my “I don’t hate you I just disagree with your life style” post, than on any of my others. Given, it wasn’t that many but it was way more than I’ve ever gotten on any other within one day. I guess I’m surprised because when I posted my Michelle Obama quote post, and the 9/11 question post I was expecting an actual turn out in viewers, but truthfully I got like 8 to 10 collective hits on both combined. I didn’t realized the gay agenda was more important than our current governmental state. I’m just saying, but yeah should I do more gay interest blogs to get more hits? Maybe,but I probably won’t. I’m no activist, the only thing I really no about gay is that I am lol. So this is just another random thought, because I’ve been up all night and got bored thought I’d check out the blog. I plan to start posting more, because I really want to keep p with this thing. If you actually read this all the way through, excuse the bad punctuation in these blogs, I’m just not that interested in collectively forming every sentence…sorry unless I have something really important to say or for some reason I feel the need to. Trying to get more into reading blogs so if anyone has any suggestions leave me a comment I’m open to all topics from A to Zeldar so yeah

Peace

On AND On

Coming off of a Sickness…Got a test tomorrow(Technically today)…kinda bummed about the warm temp for the last two days (what happened to love autumn breeze man)…tired it’s 3:07 am…My life’s pretty much OK seeing as these are my only current problems (glass half full kinda kid) Enjoy your life while it’s still livable

Peace

I don’t hate you, I just don’t agree with your lifestyle

That’s one of the most backhanded statements I’ve heard in my short but increasing life. This seems to be a common statement when referring to LGBTQ community. It’s seems like coming out is the equivalent to an overachieving future valedictorian telling her parents she’s been impregnated by a some 19 year old drop out who works at McDonald’s. You either get the ravaging violent uproar, or the subtle head shake of shame. The head shake always stings a little more than the rage. I don’t understand why being gay HAS to be a bad thing. I mean being gay doesn’t affect how I put on my shoes or how I sleep at night. Being gay defines me as much as my current location does. It’s just another fact to be added to my life’s “about me” section.

Isn’t it ok to be yourself? If so should it be OK to be gay? If you really are? I know I am, I’m as gay as the gayest thought you’ve ever had (and you know which one I’m talking about). I’m OK with it, and seeing as my life has nothing to do with yours why should you care?

Just some questions that crave answers, that have been scarfed down a many of times. How can I make this more interesting to YOU the viewer…By ending it lol

 

.PEACE.

What Is The Likelihood Of Another 9/11 Attack?

What do you think?

Yuh

The Devil just knocked on my door wearing Stacey Adams and a Ralph Lauren polo…yup

I’m Sick *Cough*

Being sick humbles your energy…seriously

Being sick on a rainy day makes everything seem more dramatic

Being sick on the weekends is the best way to do it

Best way to get over sickness is constant liquids and a good play-list (PBS kids helps too)

Best way to avoid misery while sick is to accept it and enjoy

*NOTE* Avoid singing with a sore throat…won’t help

Being sick during the summer time is never pleasurable

Being sick right after the death of summer heat…priceless

Music’s my remedy overdosing is highly recommended

 

Enjoying…

 

Peace

 

 

My Current sick day theme Enjoy =)

 

 

Breath Easy (PuMP FREE)

Stress lives in air pumps, The more you pump the more evident it becomes.

Stick it in and start pumping

Air pumps transfer stress onto whatever it’s connected to

So I disconnect myself from…air?

Does that mean I can’t breath?

I’m gasping for stress Reaching.Grasping.Choking.

but no cigar

It’s not reaching me

I’m dying a stress free death

my troubles are deflating, and all my worries are being released

I’m suffocating in joy…

Enjoy this moment

I can hear the pain escaping from the open hole

-Hiss-

I’ve died and gone to PEACE

I’ve relinquished my air pump from my ASS

and now I’m free of the stressful air which consumed my life

 

 

 

Waiting…

Hold the Thought…

MY thoughts are on hold

More so I’m holding my thoughts

I’ve captivated my captivating revolutions that I’ve come up with

Only because I don’t think they’re good enough to let go of

I’m afraid they won’t be appreciated

My thoughts are sensitive

If you drop them they’ll deplete

And I’ll be thoughtless

So I guess it’s best to hold on to them

Keep them safe from criticism

more so keep me safe from criticism

Because words hurt…not my feelings…but my thoughts

I don’t know what I’d think if my you thought my thoughts were thoughtless

Does that even make sense?

It doesn’t matter because I think it’s best to withhold my mind

And releasing my thoughts to mix with the oxygen

might be a bad combination

my thoughts are being held in captivation

I think it’s best to keep them to myself

nothing turn your head

It’s been like forever and a day, hey, what can I say? I got a life to live so don’t take it that way

 

wait waitwait wait….I was not trying to rhyme….

(Yes you were)

Anyways, it’s been a few days (c’mon w/ that) I’m pretty bored, just remembered I was working on a review gonna end this short and hit up my saved draft

peace