i was almost an abortion

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

what becomes a legend most.

yea, ur hot alright...

yea girl,
your body's pumped,
you got a job....
you just had your hair did,
it's all good,
and i aint gonna put ya down or nothin,
it's just,
it's been done before,
so much better!
the hair was did, but it was did differently.
the mani-pedi, well, it is a new era, and a queen should get her hoofs done,
but the thing that, really, more than anything
your missing...
is style.

see, back before you were born,
back when people didn't get fed fashion and media blitzes 24/7
back then, there were people who,
from out of nowhere,
fell to earth to change it.
they were by some,
considered outcasts, misfits,
but by some, they were glorious...
fallen angels who embodied an era,
a time,
a look,
a moment.
and somehow,
after all these years...
the moment lasts,
continues, even grows.
the legends we somehow forget
are the things that queens like me won't let you forget.
they are the things
the people,
the moments
the icons
who we forever will recall as great.

joe dallesandro
heard of him?
well, if not, it's a long weekend,
and it's supposed to rain all day tomorrow,
so fire island and p-town are gonna be BORING,
and no one's gonna see ur new bikini anyway,
maybe it's time to teach yourself something
that just may make you sound intelligent in a conversation
that ISN'T being had on Manhunt.
ok, i'm being shady,
but, it's only cause you're stupid...




andy warhol saw it,
and he saw it all before anyone else even knew it was something...
natural beauty,
perfection and embodiment of what porn could have been...
what it strives for,
but never gets right.

this is our time now men,
we must look back at what is truly great,
and learn...

almost over

Gusgus - Over (Official Video)

july 3rd, 2012.
the month is already 3 days in,
in a few hours, it'll be the celebrated day of independance.
that means only 28 days left...
28 was a great age,
i recall...
it was when my life was simple, without care, or confussion.
i was a fashion editor,
i was just about to start working with ricki martin,
i worked as an editor for l'uomo vogue,
vanity fair...
ah, yea. it was nice.

i remember when i was 28 i wished for nothing more than to be older and wiser.
now, older,
not much wiser,
i see that everything has changed.
nothing is the same.
the friends i saw daily, lived with, and couldn't get enough of,
are all far away.
close in heart, but far in distance.
my family is one by one becoming extinct,
my days as a fashion editor are gone...
but my new career,
well, my latest remake,
is almost over too.
i'm bored.
i need change.
my life isn't what it used to be...
it once made me laugh at how unbelieveably lucky i was.
i can't believe how rediculously stupid i was....
never saved a peny,
never bought anything substantial,
never met the love of my life, yet...
but, i think, truly,
things are about to change.
god cannot punish me forever for my mistakes...
can he?
is it possible that one day i'll wake up and realize that 78 years have gone by,
18 careers,
3,000 lovers,
and still, nothing to call my own?

is it possible? probable?
it's not justifiable...
it's notsuitable,
it's not doable.
change is coming,
faster than i can imagine.
things fall into place, little by little,
but when you step back and realize that many pieces have formed an outline,
then start filling in the missing pieces,
you see that,
maybe it happened when you didn't even realize it was happening...
maybe your life is just starting to take shape,
and revamp itself
into something that
28 days later,
you'll gasp at the way things have fallen into place...
28 years later,
you won't even recognize the person you are today...

and maybe....
just maybe...
that's a very good thing.

mancunt sucks

so u start out being nice,
u email back n forth,
exchange "into's"
maybe IM, but that's asking a lot sometimes...
you decide maybe u should meet,
hang out,
and after you send that email asking if he actuallly wants to meet,
you wait.

and wait.

and wait...
wtf dude?
what happened to the pig i was chatting with back n forth for 30 minutes...
is it too much to ask to get a response?

then they get back...
"sorry,, i was in the bathroom"


so u exchange more emails,
and then...


manhunt fuckin BLOWS


as far as he was concerned,
if the statistics were really, real,
it must be plausable to say that
if i'm driving down the street at 2 in the morning,
and horny,
that, one in ten people
driving by...
MUST also be horny,
and gay,
what's the problem...
pull the fuck over n let me blow u!
what's the deal..
why is it so impossible to find a truck driver
with a 10 inch cock that needs service at 2am...
i mean, really.
what's the point of doing the research to find out how many homos exist,
if in actuality,
all 1/10th of them are home in bed.
it's a little known fact that
gay men who sit at home and don't release the 10% gay sperm that is in them, daily,
while their brothers on tghe front line are
cruising, manhunting, caming, whatever-ing...
that it makes us a scommunity weak,
so support your gay brothers and go out and let any one of them suck u off...

just sayin'
it would be nice...

that's my public announcement of the day.