Bachus18 Mar 2003

Interseting. So... Can I ask why, of all the men that chase you... Why me, like this, now. Does the devil visit twice to whisper sweet temptation or once to shout it, but never to cry it that river which leaves the babtised cold. No... He drinks to the homosexuality in him that now instead of killing him. saves his life. I can't see you, because for the last twenty years of my life, I couldn't see me. I'm not gay. I'm not straight, also; more then anything, you deserve more then my mirrors and memorys. I live the past, please you're supposed to hate me now and curse my name. Not be unorthodox and regenerative. Quit while you're ahead. My path is for the chosen.