Ashi

Being almost like your friend (I am not effeminate unless I open my mouth), I know the experience. I did get hurt, just one time, for being called a faggot. Fortunately I learned a lot from my cat: just swipe the tail, chin up, and walk out.

Happy birthday the big tattoo hun.

I think it's helpful to have a resource of all the colors one can name. Feel free to add more to it. Red: crimson maroon burgundy rose Nantucket coral (this is between red and orange) bloody Mary saffron strawberry auburn beet maple hot pink blush blossom salmon Orange: burnt orange brick terracotta tangerine mango tomato Yellow: blonde lemon/lemonade yolk curry turmeric (actually curry powder's signature color comes from this spice) Green: Kelly green army green avocado lemon chiffon lime moss grass sea foam green apple green (Granny Smith) peppermint wintergreen sage willow eucalyptus neon green Midori (Midori sour, a cocktail) absinthe (another liquor) mallard green putrid teal Blue: navy blue royal blue midnight blue cobalt electric blue ocean sky blue cyan turquoise cerulean Purple: royal purple grape magenta violet lavender mauve Brown: taupe mocha chocolate earth sand wheat bark cinnamon (sometimes under red, depends on the context) khaki (American khaki. In British English, this would be a military green color) Neutrals: almond beige porcelain eggnog linen birch reed frost gray chowder ink (Indian ink, if you want to be fancy) seal charcoal Others: gold silver copper (could be under red) bronze platinum rust

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Happy birthday!

It's really funny. Being gay is more than what most people realize. I remember the thought I could be killed or raped surfaced when I realized I was gay. It's just not happy. By the way, the keen sense of surrounding is a positive trait for becoming a photographer (or any artist, really). My adrenaline isn't on at all time, but I can relate, because mine can be turned on very easily also (but I've been calmer lately).

Yes, the heart of the poem is the emotion. Rhyme is secondary. And your poem delivers nicely and I can feel it.

Good luck to you. I have the same fear also, but nowadays I can laugh about it.... But I am glad you're in a great prospect.

Not sure if you care about my response, but just be you, AJ, and let your heart guide you.

Happy special day!

Thank you.

Haha. So cute and hopefully your duvet will become a real human!

Happy birthday!

Happy birthday. We shall cherish happiness in randomness.

Yeah. Should his spirit lives on. One day there will be world peace.

This is very sad news. Hatred is a crime, no matter what kind of hate it is. On one hand I feel we have come a long way, but on other hand, I feel we have a long way to go to equality.

Happy birthday!

MrM Mikiesboy (what about those toilet stall issues?)

/me is curious why MrM is mentioning this...

Sleep tight everyone.

Happy birthday!!!

This poem is epic.