By Jeff Walsh
Justin Clouse was never beat up because he's gay. He wasn't threatened, harassed or even suicidal. He began telling people he was gay in the tenth grade, and no one freaked out or called him names.
"I realize that doesn't make for interesting copy," Justin says apologetically. "I think that's a lot of people's misperception -- If I'm going to come out, a lot of people are going to beat me up and harass me."
By Jeff Walsh
The thought of having sex with a guy turns Sara Webb's stomach.
"The first serious boyfriend I had wanted to have intercourse," the 17-year-old Atlanta resident recalls. "I threw up on him. I was repulsed by it."
Webb doesn't have a problem with guys, though, just sex with guys. "To this day, guys, I find, are my best friends," she says. "I love them to death as friends and I'm emotionally attracted to guys, but if anything physical ever happens, I'm just repulsed."
By Jeff Walsh
Matt Marco was everything a student should be.
In his Edwardsville, Ill., high school, he was a chairperson on the student council and a member of the National Honor Society, drama club, chess club and French club.
"I had the basic overachiever resume," Marco says. "I was very well-known, very well-liked and I was going to be a foreign exchange student to France my senior year."
Okay people. I really need to know how "we" turn out as homosexuals. Is it the chromosomes (x and y genes)? Or do circumstances or incidents shape us into becoming queer? I mean I've always liked girls and I think along the way I got used to liking boys, because it was the "normal" thing to do.
On a totally different note....how can you really tell if a person is queer, without snooping for hints. Do we all have underlying qualities of homosexuality, which are just waiting to be triggered? Or are those "straight" people, just NOT attracted to the sexy girls and hot guys?!?
a treatise on the rise of the xerox.
Im all out of poetry at the moment. I have some more saved but its all crap. Im working on a story, well I started to a while a go, maybe ill post that. Im still sick but i refuse to go to the doctor. Im not in the mood to get felt up by an old man, maybe when im feeling better i could arrange that one :P My nose wouldnt stop bleeding today. Bloody noses confuse me. All the blood and no pain. Seems very unreal.
I deleted all the porn on my computer. During my week of isolationism, I will not Mr. Palmer of any of his five slutty sons.
I'm curious to the effects on my mind.
Though I wasn't looking for anyone new,
One day I read an entry and in it was you.
Charming, sensitive and so debonair,
I strongly resisted it go anywhere.
But mails and stories captured my heart,
Filled me with passion almost from the start.
Love on the Internet, how could it be?
These things just don't happen to people like me.
But lambs and goats flew into our lives,
Carrying messages we could not deny.
