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Some day's just plain suck! There I said it, doen't seem to help one bit though.
I guess I'm just doing what my grandfather would call "bitching and moaning". I got up in a shitty mood this morning because the first thing I remembered was coming home last night4 comments / Post Comment
I'm thinking of making a new vid - but dont know what to do :P Any ideas? Check out my previous ones and tell me x3 comments / Post Comment
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Yesterday i saw a video of two straight(?) teens kissing,one has blue eyes and the other has brown eyes,and at the beginning the boys kissed and showed their dicks.I think that the vid was uploaded yesterday or 2 days ago.If anyone have that vid,send me a message(I want it),the vid was deleted from GBT.Thanks0 comments / Post Comment
He was beautiful, but not like those guys posted here. He was beautiful for the way he thought. He was beautiful for the sparkle in his eyes when he talked about something he loved. He was beautiful for his ability to make other people smile even when he was sad. No, he wasn1 comments / Post Comment
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Caveate: This is not a sex story. When I was around 12, I had a huge crush on a boy named David. I remember that he was unusual because he had his own motor transport to school. It was a small blue scooter that apparently didn't require a license to drive or no one simply cared.) He was thin, dark haired, wore mostly blue, and he was the most beautiful thing in the world to me. Our school had organized a bus field trip to another city, far away, to see a replica of Shakespeares "Globe Theater."On the way, I couldn't believe how lucky I was that he was assigned to sit next to me. I had the window seat,he had the aisle, and I was so nervous on the trip over. Would he suspect that I just wanted to hug him,nuzzle his ear,and ask him if he liked me too? I was sure he could tell, as my palms were sweaty and my face was flushed,particularly when his leg brushed mine. Finally, we arrived and were given the complete tour. I had actually appeared in a play at this location years earlier (I was the lead in the musical "Oliver!"), and knew the replica like the back of my hand, so I wanted so much to show David all of the hidden stairs,trap doors,and costume rooms with suits of armor and fake fencing foils. I wanted to take him under the dark stage,when no one was looking,put my arms around his neck and whisper "I love you."Instead?David ran off and spent most of his time exploring by himself. I couldn't reach him. He wasn't spending time with girls, or people more popular than me. He was simply off by himself, up stairs and through passageways,observing the architecture with a detached,clinical analysis. I was so disappointed. I so wanted to reach out to him, and tell him I thought he was the most wonderful thing in the world. And then, the tour ended. On the way back, he had the same seat next to me. It was night time, and most of us were being slowly lulled to sleep by the hum of the bus wheels and engine under dim lights. And then it happened. David had been nodding off for the last several minutes, and his beautiful head had been slowly falling in the direction of my left shoulder. "Please, please, please!" I thought to myself, and in fact, my prayer was answered. His head came to rest on my left shoulder, and I could smell his hair and the shampoo he used--a scent that I will never forget. But something even more. I realized that David was so tired from the trip, that his head was slowly slipping down my chest, and eventually rested in my lap. He was sleeping soundly, like an angel, with his head in my lap, and at that minute there was nothing more that I wanted in the world than to be there with him. I couldn't help myself. I reached down to touch his hair, and we continued that way for the rest of the trip. Back in school, the instructor wanted to start a discussion about what we thought of the replica, and what we took away from the trip. We talked about the Bard. We talked about how it was customary in that time to have boys play the parts of women. We talked about Romeo and Juliet, Julius Ceasar, and the terrible tragedy of Hamlet. And then, one of David's friends piped up:"Do you know that David spent the last part of the trip with his head in Will's lap?" I was devastated. I was crushed. And the entire class went silent. David only ever said one thing to me again, and that was "You could have woken me up!" For those of you who believe that this story didn't happen--it did. And it's still a great source of pain to me. If I had told David how I felt, would things have turned out differently? I miss you David, wherever you are. And I regret...
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He was beautiful, but not like those guys posted here. He was beautiful for the way he thought. He was beautiful for the sparkle in his eyes when he talked about something he loved. He was beautiful for his ability to make other people smile even when he was sad. No, he wasn2 comments / Post Comment
I wish I had a boy I could go to the beach with and wear my skimpy little bikini swimbriefs with and he could wear the same type of swimbriefs. We'd look so cute, and sexy together. And everyone there would be checking out our smooth, boyish bodies and big bulging baskets. That would be so hot!3 comments / Post Comment
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I can only type one sentence, and it cuts off and doesn't show the rest of my blog message.5 comments / Post Comment
has anyone had any problems with a virus? says interpol, can unlock p.c with money pak.8 comments / Post Comment
I guess there are not a lot of afroamerican members here at GBT ?
Is it so? When yes why ? Do there have other sites to meet and share ?8 comments / Post Comment
Can anyone tell me the correct way to post photos?2 comments / Post Comment
Today the U.S. Court of Appeals for the Sixth Circuit overturned lower court rulings that struck down Kentucky, Michigan, Ohio and Tennessee bans on marriage equality.10 comments / Post Comment
got up early so went up the hill to my place - giles5 comments / Post Comment
I have HUNDREDS of videos to upload, including ones of me with other boys, yet, every time i upload, it never shows up. 2 have worked, and i've tried to upload a third for months now, different videos, nup. I'm sorry but i give up... zzz2 comments / Post Comment
I love loads of stuff on this site, but it's only when I kiss someone that I know it's all really going on.2 comments / Post Comment
DeLaria was quoted as saying after the incedent: I really cannot tolerate anyone who uses the name of Jesus to preach hatred. When he literally used the word homo I decided to get up. I have no problem with people talking out loud on the subway. I think that freedom of speech comes with responsibility. You should not, you cannot spew that kind of hatred out loud, especially in New York City, a multicultural and religious city that we live in. You must always face evil and take it down. The reason evil thrives in the world, the reason hatred thrives in the world, the reason bullying thrives in the world is because of complacency. As long as we continue to take it, it will continue to thrive.
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BTW, also scroll down the linked page and read-13 Things the Bible Forbids. You might be surprised.2 comments / Post Comment
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Im a day dreamer and davey tells me im lost in space but hells bells he dose get lost in my bum
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when their is darkness, a little smile or an hello from a friend, lightens up your life with meanng, love scott10 comments / Post Comment
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Did I mention that I love, love, love, redheads?
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Just another fantasy image I really like.
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