~Joshinu-Panther
Joshua Vladmyr Hampton 
No Time For FeelingHe reaches my hand under the table, playing the sleek game he had been playing since we discovered each other about a year and a half ago, back when we weren’t even sure as to how we would end up. It just seemed so wrong for us to do. But in the end we went against the current and held hands for the first time, disregarding how wrong our families told us it was for two boys to share such affection. I’ve heard about it in songs and such, how it feels so wrong but so right at the same time. We’ve held hands so many times, but this time it does feel wrong, and not because society deems it wrong, this time I feel wrong, as if I amNo Time For Feeling
by ~stivinladria
Il CafeIt’s a café after all; it should be an expected sight. But I think it’s cute. I remember when I was young and did all I could to be subtle. But those two boys holding hands under the table, trying to play it off smoothly, avoiding unwanted glances… it reminds me of something, I’m not sure of what. I feel like I should be somewhere, holding hands over the table with someone I had scheduled a meeting with.Il Cafe
Ohh, that’s right. Damn.
But, no.
He’s too sweet; I’m not the right type of woman for him. He needs a lady, not someone like me. Poor… what was his na
by ~stivinladria
Surreality - L'histoire...I caress his face with my hand to let them know that he's mine.Surreality - L'histoire...
And in a second I am lost
In a city of lights that flash and turn
Pulsing in and out of focus Pulsing
&nbs
by ~stivinladria
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