My First GAY PRIDE !!!

So yesterday was one of the best times of my life as I went to MY FIRST PRIDE! It was so insightful and also thrilling, the person I was when I went in was not the same i was when I left out. Whether it be the experience that I had or the fact that I swam in a pond that was grey. Whatever it was I still had a great time. This social events give us a chance to contact with people who you had no idea exist, to see people that had to deal with the same burden of coming out to their loved ones as you did. And there this adventure you come together with jello shot, dance parties, beads, and a lot of sexy men wearing barely any clothes.

Now as I walked there the crowd I did see some interesting things like people popping their butts in a dance that I could only think about doing or people making out when I’m a little scared to touch the person whom I’m supposed to be in a relationship with. All I can say it that Pride is an experience itself! Nevertheless I still have a thought that straight boys come to Pride to either see what it means to be gay, which is ok, or to tease us with their hot bodies, which is ok too.

 

So what I say to you is if you ever get a chance to go to Pride in whatever city or state take chance you won’t regret.

 

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A Black Man’s Barber

One thing that I can never live without is my barber in my life, yes I’ve had many but it’s only because I’ve move around. It wasn’t until I got older did I realize that the person cutting my hair, cleaning up my tapeline, and making me look fly on my first day of school is part of my family. This person whomever they were would talk to you about anything; sport, music, and even comedy. The place that people come do maybe twice a month is also a place to rant about life struggles and things you can’t believe happened. So if you’re feeling stress and your hair is a mess check out your nearest barber shop and let me know what happens.