HERE'S THE PIC:
AND HERE'S MY STORY FOR THE PIC:
"Shit… I shoulda been keeping my mind on the damn game… I shouldn’t have been thinking about Joel… Now we’ve lost the game AND I’ve lost Joel… But how did I know that Joel would get into my mind so much? I knew he was gay… I always believed myself to be totally fucking str8… But Joel made me feel something else… And because I was afraid of what I was feeling, I told Joel to "FUCK OFF!"… I saw the hurt in his eyes… and he left without another word… And now I can’t get Joel out of my damn mind… and that sexy yet innocent kiss he gave me… I felt something there… something that I liked… something that I wanted… from another man… from Joel… but something that I had refused to admit or even allow myself to think about… YET NOW, that’s all that is on my mind… And so I couldn’t keep my mind on the damn game and we lost… but more importantly, I’ve lost… I’ve lost Joel… I wonder if Joel would forgive me… if he’d give me a second chance? I want Joel… I want a relationship with Joel… not just a friend relationship… but a romantic relationship.. lovers… Damn! I can’t believe I’m even admitting this to myself right now! FUCK! But I want Joel so fucking bad… I need Joel so fucking bad… I want him to be the center of my life… I want to be the center of his life…. I know I have to make a move now… I have to go after Joel… prove myself to him… gain back his trust…. enough of this moping around here in the locker room… I’ve gotta get going… gotta find Joel and ask him to forgive me… to begin anew…."
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