tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213897889308632008.post5924881823446312531..comments2023-09-05T06:19:16.586-06:00Comments on It was Late, and I was Tired.: Flesh (Stress).Juice Boxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09837338430052033735noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213897889308632008.post-458942644059859792014-08-16T15:18:41.621-06:002014-08-16T15:18:41.621-06:00Your descriptions are as vivid as ever. I seem to ...Your descriptions are as vivid as ever. I seem to relate yet again. If I may comment on your post-script. I applaud you for having the strength to be true to yourself JB.You are one of the strong ones. I hope you find what you are looking for. I will say that it is always sketchy putting your happiness in the hands of another person - boy or girl. Make sure you stay true to your talents. Just so you know: back in school I liked a girl who liked guys but also liked girls. We had our moments but her girlfriend never took to me which was fine. I couldn't make peace with it though so I moved on but at least she had someone else to fall back on. I was sad for a long time. I do hope she is happy. Also, for the record, not all guys are dumb, some men are good, just and fair. I hope you can find a friend in one some day. Human Paradoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14298152454302764517noreply@blogger.com