Kileoli

I hope it is the way you say. Because right now I know I won't be nominated for the price of best papa in the world. But it's true. The gender and number of parents don't count as long as they feel love and support. Thanks for taking the time and commenting.

If sarcasm and honesty were charming, you could be popular...but it's not. Reading a few of your stories/poems and nope I haven't finished frosted hearts but I'm on chapter 2, i can say your stories are not fame Material. They are very entertaining, well written and idk typical Jason. But nothing most people read/ comment. Alone the claim that you took the name of your straight boy crush as your author name says something... Nope. I have no idea what it says. You are still very blunt and loud in expressing your opinion. Hhmm loud is wrong, maybe unique And no matter how drowned in my misery I am, whenever I read something from you, I get distracted or smile. So why haven't I finished everything yet? Well, because it's too difficult to read something on a drowned mood. Now I have a challenge from you. Challenge: do I want to find and read all those drugged writings on AD? Nope, I guess they're too dark Ok, now I claim im done with reading your blog so I can move to a story

I told Cassie it's avatar in a new world I really like them, though except Chihiro, they really cant do much with their powers, let's see if they get any better. I still hope that Tailie ex of the Malik come back. At this rate I'm afraid I get only girl sex *Li shudders*

That was one hell of a view. I knew I had to memorize some verses and give them back as a child, and I know as a teenager I begged a god to fix my head. I don't remember the shit the priests said but I know when I first a boy I was so ashamed and so lost in guilt that I seeked the first church I could find and begged for forgiveness, shit afraid of going to hell. I never asked questions, I never looked at things as plausible, at some point I asked myself what kind of a sick god can it be that no matter what people do they would never be forgiven and always somehow end in hell. When I asked my question loud , I was punished with days of silence or guilt trips till I confessed I was wrong. I hated that I god and I hated myself till I begged and tried to stop my whole existence, being the masochist god he was he made sure I never succeeded in my mission of self destruction. And this god haunted me so long till finally the boy I kissed told me it was totally ok not to believe in any god so we could do more than kissing. However the god was not happy so he said, ok fine Li you can ignore me for now but I will make sure you suffer every weekend for denying me when your father in law prepared his service for sundays. Reading what you wrote made me question my entire genius brain. I know I'm not dumb but how could I blindly follow that shit and never question the narration?! Brainwash is a powerful method who can mess up even the most genius people. Thanks for all the research you put into this. Now I know theres no fucking hell to be afraid of as an afterlife. Hell is now and here so it's fine to die when i want. And nope I won't bug you again for the rest of your unfinished Stories, cause there's none.

When you leave Li/Ly and Google alone...so some history check: "The Hebrews made a deal with Alexander, a deal that allowed them to gain a religious foothold in regions otherwise not available to them due to the Muslim influence of the Persian’s. " Also, let's say that's quite wrong because Islam came a lot later. Persians had their own god but apparently they didn't shove it in other nations asses, so Hebrews could let their god get strong. Muslims came later. Took over wherever they could, fucked people, ruined cultures and what not and they claimed that Alexander the great was a King-Prophet.... According to some old Muslim scholars at least. So in the end....let's promote the killer to the prophet...so a ruthless god needs ruthless prophets 😅

Ben that was one touching story. When you mentioned the son, I knew where it was going but then I hoped it was just a stupid uncomfortable divorce. As a parent, losing a child is the last thing I want to experience or better said, id rather be dead.

It hurt a lot to write it but felt good too. It took me so long to accept that he and his brother don't exist anymore. It makes me very sad and angry. But there's little one can do except cherishing the memories. Thanks for reading and commenting.

Interesting view and a sad reality about many Christian varieties. I wonder how would Jason be if he were not conditioned to be gay

I have bitten all my finger nails. You took the world cliffhanger literally. What. a way to start.

Thanks it's not mine either but sometimes it is easier than writing the whole thing.

Pain and lust. In a non existing balance. I like your poems. They are funny, dark and sad. So idunno how you do it

I usually read the comments especially those you answer but this time there were too many. Finally i managed to read this and now moving to the next. That was well written

All teasing. Not nice. Is the Tyler from Tyler's dilemma?

So you figured out a posting time?!😱😂

Thanks for the story, like Lee I'm glad I randomly chose this story. I found a good friend out of it. And you're so mean, i knew it was his brother .... I guess I won't bother you with book 2&3.

I didn't know about rapid Transit cherry. But now I find to get rid of it.... How would it work when I never ride a rapid Transit and only drive rapid cars?

Take them off You can see more All the things You might adore. Take them off Let it go Here's the gun Your mind to blow. Take them off You time's ended For the underworld You'll be blinded.

I am wondering where the tailie friend is. The Malik didn't make very bad choices. I mean I would have gotten myself into a fight or something or even initiated one because I was mad at my tailie friend. I thought the Malik was going to have some hot sex without tailie guy...

I'm working on it so thanks.

An interesting question with thought provoking answers. You were probably feeling down when you wrote it but there was nothing suicidal or depressive in it. Choices are not as real as we want to imagine, there's lots of probabilities involved and there are many things we can't choose, let's face it we're given a character to play with. We can't change it. Our sources are limited and our friends too. We can change a few things if we get lucky . As for the legacy, i don't see children as our legacy, if I am here it was a combination of luck and my own attempts, if im successful, it's my own work. If I'm a fucked up faggot, same difference. So that's why I'm working on my phD, maybe I win some prize one day😅😂

It was how life turn out when man live too long. I could feel the depression and sorrow as me talked about people dying in front of his eye and taking a piece of him with them and that it won't get easier. I could relate to looking back and seeing so many people who I knew are gone, different causes but gone are they. I still can't believe some of them are dead, I pick m phone search names and don't find them. It hurts but life goes on. The thing is I don't want to get old, do I have a choice, probably of I get too selfish but if we live one way or another that would be our end. Thanks for writing it.

They are simply crazy, they're not normal and I guess that's a good point to end. I don't have the energy or time to go through their chaos.

If someone comes through the previous traps to get to the door, then they need to be welcomed

Whatever her pants were made of, they did an awesome job soaking up the jizz!” So if you can find out what it was, then I would like to try the coffee creamer on the sofa with the hubby. Btw if I call my mother-in-law , Mother..., she will cut my balls and put it as welcome decoration. Thanks for the hilarious job.

This is sad to almost believe things have gotten worse than better. I was never pulled over, though I am a pretty good aggressive driver ( within limits...oh we have Autobahns) I can say the haircut is a bit different, so no. And im so going to bring you Jägermeister so you write/right it correctly. It tastes like cough syrup though.