did i ever tell you how i love to hear masculivoids from cali to jersey tell me that i abhor myself if i don't celebrate my homosexual attraction like it's the end-all, be-all of human existence? "it's clear to me that you hate yourself," says one when i tell him my feelings of homosexuality, "sounds like an issue" says another when i tell him there is a man deep inside me who wants to be all the man i need. it's like "get a life," you know, what the hell are you - a man or just a product of your libido with a penis hanging between your legs?!
i'm all ready to judge you, poser, despite your plea, so don't be in arms if i tant "insufficiency"