I am Not Like You Even If I am Like You

[dalumat]

A chunk of their young lives, their nights, was spent in gay chatrooms looking for the next big hook-up. To me, it seems like a way of growing up. They addressed, managed, satisfied their sexuality by joining a community, night after night, meeting people, making friends, finding sex. They got themselves out there. Maybe if they did it at 35, I'd

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[pandaemoneon]

come to think of it, i don't really have a circle of friends i could exclusively call barkada. in school or at work, i usually hover among different cliques, not really belonging to one particular group.

it's the set up grew accustomed to. i can't say i know for sure i know what it's like being part of a collective. at one point i will always drift apart and seek other company, or (mostly) keep to myself.

there's no point in this comment at all. all verbal masturbation. or if there was, i forgot all about it after the second sentence. but anyways, it would be good bumping into you one of these days and catch up with IRL kwento.

[gamhanan]

uy, you know each other pala IRL. pictures, pictures :D

[pandaemoneon]

haha. i made a promise i won't be posting any of his photos here. anyways, i don't think i've a photo of him with me, really. not anymore after the last great data wipeout from my hard drive.

bulong ko na lang sayo kung sino si dalumat IRL. *whisper, whisper*

[gamhanan]

pag nagkita na lang tayo. kelan kaya yon. hahaha.

[pandaemoneon]

oo nga eh. lumipat na rin ng building sila troy. hindi na tuloy kami nagkikita.

[dalumat]

i know how it feels to be drifting in and out of groups and not really belonging. hug kita. *hug*