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Don't be afraid. Open that door
Him:
It's raining outside. It's raining for awhile now. It's also cold. I just met this young guy who accepted to let me enter its house. it's nice in here, he owns a beautiful, but more importantly a welcoming house. I'm sure I'm welcome inside... his smile says much more than someone can think of. I plan to stay for awhile. I think we might be good friends.

We've got closer to each other as the time passed by. I've realized his house wasn't just welcoming and nice, it was actually safe too. I really liked inside, but I wanted to let him see mine too. But I was afraid to have guests anymore. Hence I was away from home for a long time nobody was there to take care of it. Even if maybe I didn't want it, he came one day. But that didn't bother me too much.

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Behind her understanding and beautiful eyes, a shadow of sadness could be seen. Maybe her soul was recalling nice moment when she was still young and was spending her time with grandpa. Now she's lonely.

The pain caused by the loss of her husband didn't stone her, but made her stronger - she knew she had to make his dream come true: to see her grandchildren great adults who know what they want to do in the future.
Grandma taught me that everything's possible, if you keep on fighting for what you want, never give up if you really want to accomplish something, and never be afraid to follow our destiny, with hope and optimism.

I can see granny's hands everyday washing, ironing and cooking. She seems tireless. I sometimes wonder where does she get all this power from?
Mayhe her source for this miraculous power sets inside her: in her soul - the joy to live for others, to share light, happiness and understanding. It's like a torch that guides her children and grandchildren through life. Without it, we might get lost.

Thank you granny for loving me so much. Please forgive me if I said or did stupid things.
I love you.

P.S.:When I wrote this and read it to my grandma, she started crying.

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1. http://www.videonews.ro/action/viewvideo/47564/Nu-vrem-sa-fim-un-neam-de-poponari---marsul-Noua-Dreapta/

Watching this video I was thinking how funny it is to scream until you get voiceless what a man tells you what to scream. When people loses its voice the man gives another slogan to them, and parrots do as asked. If that's all you can do, roaring like animals on a man command, gratz!

Continuing with:
2. http://www.videonews.ro/action/viewvideo/47584/Imagini-live-de-la-parada-gay-din-Bucuresti/

Dude, is this how you got ready for this appearance on TV? You are funny, you know? You were stuttering like someone would do something to you. 1.Not everyone on there chose its sexuality, ok? Most of them were born with it. 2.Boy, could you tell me, what shouldn't them do? Maybe hate them, that's what you wanted to say. Cause being afraid of them it's not something a manly man like you would feel.
Maybe next time you'll perform better.
Thank you Michele of Rrromânia, now everyone knows that we should except the sexual orientation no matter the stereotypes "we are on".

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Helpless and lonely, our special reporter, The Kiddo, armed with courage and determination and goes along with his conscious to Gay march. It has as a partner its humble phonography camera tool (phone+camera) without which he never leaves his home.

What did the Kiddo hear and see on the spot, away from the people who marched super happy?
1.Security did a great job. Being late, the Kiddo was left outside, trying to see & hear something. It must be appreciated however that they have not let anyone enter the zone.

2.Some security men were having fun kidding about two curious girls (probably lesbians) who wanted to see how the march goes, but who'd rather not participate.
"What do you want to see? Are looking after gays? Or are you lesbians?"

3.Curious people are kind of gay-friendly. The Kiddo talked with one of them and here's what he said:
"-Why don't they let us and see. I have nothing with them, it's their business what they do in their own intimacy."
Another security man said: "They have the right to express themselves."

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Attention: MILD LANGUAGE!
Romanians who consider yourselves Christians and normal!

On May 22nd 2010 (in your precious weekend, yes, indeed!) you will have to fight against a rare (once in a year) demonic attack. On May 22nd, the faggots are uniting their powers into the Gay Fest March which represent a great danger to our integrity and normality.
Don't forget that they are sent on Earth by Satan and they have an incredible skill of converting normal people into freaks!!!

I beg you to protect your asses on May 22nd, or even better, don't leave your houses, who knows who might catch you in a corner and...
We must take some actions against this satanic manifestation.

Please God, bring a rain above Unirii Square to wash the atheism, defiance and satanism that tries to turn our normality into their abomination. Our country is so pure and healthy, don't let them infect us!

May the God stop this abomination and defend the souls, minds and asses (or something else, depends) that are "Christian for 2000 years".

The tragic event will be held at the Unirii Square. They will be there like they'll try to revive Sodom and Gomorrah. God please defend us all against these faggots!

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It's kinda awkward to talk about personal stuff like this, but I'll try...

If I'm not mistaken I knew I was attracted to boys since early grades. My dad's father (=grandpa = 'pa) was still alive. I had and probably still have a sick mind.

My 'pa was often drunk. And when he was drunk, he was sleeping a lot. I was and still am very attached to my grandparents because I used to live with them when I was a little kid. Their house was not a big one, that's why I used to sleep with my 'pa most of the times. And when he was sleeping I was a wicked kid as in I was doing things like touching him in intimate parts, checking his intimate parts etc. There was a short when I did this with my dad too, but then I started checking out other people/things. I didn't want to be caught doing these things.

Now, I recall seeing my first porn movie. I was fascinated of... how BIG they were. My parents still have the DVD. I did check that movie again since then and every time I see it I recall this moment and enjoy it, even if it's a straight porn movie. And I still think they are HUGE! Hot movie, indeed!

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You already know that I'm obsessed with changing the look of my blog so you might have already observed that it has changed again this week.

I've just launched my new online story which I've named "Another Gay Story" for now, because I could not think of anything better. I'll change the title as I go deeper in the action. You could suggest some titles meanwhile. You can read it here, but please notice that it is just in Romanian. If there is any person who would like to help me translate it in English too, please contact me through the "Write to me" page (Contact page).

Another Gay Story

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"I'm such a sinner for the Christian I think I am" I said. Lucky me the battery went to sleep. I wasn't in the mood to explain myself... After I've recharged it I've seen the text message on the screen. It said: "Hmm, why are you saying that?"

I don't like to let my phrases unexplained. Some time ago I was about to self-praise myself as a Christian and stuff like this. Buuuut... anyway... considering my behavior in the past weeks I started to ask myself if I'm still a Christian... Where shall I start? I haunt souls... Eh, just kidding. I am just scrutinizing guys in the streets like crazy. XD You'd say I'm obsessed with them... well, you're not too far from the truth.
I started to starve... at their asses XD. Let's not mention thoughts like "Omg, look at that face!","Omg, check that ass out!","OMG! Nice hairy legs!".
Is it the age? Or my dad might be right? I might need a girl... I mean boyfriend...

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There is this Romanian Gay News site I like and check for awhile - stirigay.ro. I've found a really nice material up there a few days ago, but I'm too lazy to go find the link. I'm to lazy to even write on my own blog lately. Recently I've read about Inna and her dancers. What did they do? They kissed each other (the dancers). Well, it was barely a kiss, they kinda touched. I wonder how long did it take for Inna's staff to come up with this. I really wonder how comes they didn't put her kiss another boy girl. I guess then there would be no more reactions like these:

winfast123: I didn't know they were gay
Opinion: If you knew, you'd be asking Inna for their phone numbers, right? What the hell, that's barely a kiss... of course, it's so gay!

vikkytea: Do they kiss at the end?
tolik791: Very nice song =) but wtf ... why they kissed at the end ???
crazydjeey: Did the dancers kisssssssssssss??
FullDeejay: aaaaaaaahhh??? did the really kiss???
Opinion: Noo, they screw themseeeeelves, it's just that you don't see iiiiit. Doh!

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After I've been discussing about more and more clips appearing with girls kissing each other or doing other things, I've decided to also post some clips with dudes doing... things. Still, they are not as popular as the others. I don't know if you are about to like 'em, but personally I like them all.

Enjoy!

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And after you've destroyed walls with your own hands, and after you've been experiencing death and reincarnation over and over again, after you've been experiencing depression, pain and self-pity, you reborn from the ashes under which you've decided to hide for awhile, all this just because of one single voice.

And you reborn more powerful than before. You realize that you just needed those moments of loneliness, those moments of nervousness just so now you can be so happy, to be more energetic than never before, to share your happiness with everyone if possible. To dance with imaginary creatures, to not care about what others might think, to smile and enjoy every single moment.

Under the spotless sky you now jump and defy all those moments. You're feeling so damn good and feel like you start to fly...

And... you're officially weird. But you don't care. Because you mean something for someone.