What gay men give to the world. A-yup.
On the second one.
There’s this one gay club I go to that actually has a problem of straight guys going there to dance with girls. I guess these guys don’t understand that girls can also be gay, because they assume that any girls at the club are there with their gay guy friends.
So one night I was out on the dance floor, and I see this guy. He’s like over six-foot, at least, all beefed-up, muscle shirt, looks kindof like a douchebag. And he’s just circling the dance floor, in one continuous loop, looking at the crowd like a predator, and it’s creeping me the fuck out.
It’s creeping me out enough that I don’t immediately realize what’s going on nearby. Some girl has attracted one of the Assholes, who has proceeded to begin grinding on her. She’s pushing him away, telling him to get lost. He’s pulling that whole, “come on, don’t be a bitch” spiel, and generally just not getting the message.
BAM. Suddenly, the prowling guy swoops in, like some sort of Gay Avenger. He shoves himself between the girl and the Asshole, grabs the Asshole by the hips, and starts dirty dancing him like a God-damned fuck machine. Asshole completely flips his shit, like how DARE another man try to dance with him at a GAY BAR???, starts spitting curses, and tears ass off the dance floor and out onto the sidewalk.
The Gay Avenger turns back to the girl, inclines his head in an, “are you okay?” sort of gesture. She nods, and he returns to his previous position of circling the dance floor, looking for his next target.
Told this story to some guys upstairs. Apparently Gay Avenger is a regular there.
someone write a comic book about Gay Avenger.
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I really was hanging on by a thread in many senses. Medication withdrawals is one hell of a delusion. Literally: Hell.
there was one point where I didn’t want to do fucking anything with my life but roll face and listen to dub step; I really wish I was 15 again >.<
I’m just going to have to learn to accept the fact that I’m ugly & fat. I’d say ‘it’s not fair’, but there are plenty worse things that could be wrong with a person other then being ugly and fat. I don’t have to worry whether people look at me and think I’m gross, because I automatically know they already do.
If I get stabbed to death one day, I know why.
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March 2. This girl is already dead.
I will forever Reblog this
YOU REBLOG THIS NO MATTER WHAT KIND OF BLOG YOU ARE D:<
If you don’t reblog this I’m judging you
I tend to ignore the comments above but this is such an important message, let people speak, just listen.
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