I hate cigarettes, I hate smoking. Just the smell of it gnarls my whole face into an ugly crumpled mess, crying eeewy in aeternum. But I wasn’t always like this. Back in college, I started smoking. During my first years working, I was, in fact, a chain smoker consuming upto 2 packs a day. But realizing its ill effects on my health, I stopped cold turkey. Ten or so years after, I hate it.
Dennis was, for a short period of time, an FB, and that doesn’t mean Facebook. He and I eventually became friends and have been quite close even after that playful episode in our lives. Because he was an FB, I knew from experience that his sexual practices weren’t necessarily safe. So he was one of the first people I encouraged to get tested.
“Hay naku, hindi ko na kailangan magpa-test. Alam ko na. I feel it in my body. Sure na. Final answer.”
I explained to him that no one knows for sure until one gets tested.
“Susulitin ko na buhay ko ngayon. For sure, meron ako. Alam mo yan, Migs!”
He’s a good looking bottom. And he likes doing it without a condom. Read more »
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