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I was at the Gay Olympics competing as a long jumper. One time I met another athlete who was there to compete in the javelin competition, and we were joking that he became a javelin thrower because javelin rhymes with Olivia de Havelind and he was such a queen, the type that loves old movies and Judy Garland and that shit. But then I met Rick, who was from San Francisco, and threw the discus. He was hot hot hot, such a tight body, and we totally had sex the whole weekend of the games. I could have fallen in love with him but I stopped myself because, I knew that since he lived in San Fran it was not worth it, long distance never works and anyway I could tell he was a total slut who would never be true to me and i have been hurt MANY times before. I am not going to stand for that shit anymore, my new policy is "me first," I have to be good to myself and LOVE MYSELF FIRST. "You are no good for anyone unless you are good for yourself," itís sooo true. :) I came in third, a bronze medal (yay for me!) and on Sunday night we all went clubbing and dancing. We met this guy Daniel, a HOT black guy who had once been one of Madonnaís dancers on the Blond Ambition tour, he told us all these stories about what a bitch she was. Love her! Then we all did some coke. The Gay Olympics was in Chicago that year.
The end by Terrence
Date Written: March 16, 2004
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