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Drowning a Broken Heart

Self-Love: Two Roses For Timothy

This Valentine’s Day was the best Valentine’s Day of my life. It was not the best Valentine’s Day, because I found a companion, or because I had sex. In fact, neither the former nor the…

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I Was Too Blind To See

How many times have you found yourself in a situation—a friendship, relationship, or dead-end job—that was no good for you?  Did you stay?  Even with all the tell-tale signs?  Or did you let it go? …

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Navigating My Way Through Being Gay, Pt. 1

As I embark on yet another quest to find artificial attention, I’m reminded of the disappointments that lie in wake of previous attempts. The reminders could not be any more vivid. There I was, staring…

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Blind To The Bullsh*t: Waking The Hell Up

My heart stopped. Momentarily. The nurse reached deep into her manila file folder and pulled out a white sheet of paper. After handing me two gold wrapped condoms, she read off my results. I was…

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Allowing Your Heart To Love…Again

I’ve been hurt. You’ve been hurt. We ALL have been or will be hurt at some time in our lives. So, what does this mean? We are a bunch of hurting men! OK, there. It’s…

A Mother’s Love: One In A Million

Chances are when you hear the words “one in a million” and think of a song, you picture Aaliyah and not the minor hit from the “Libra Scale” album by Ne-Yo. Though pegged a commercial…

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Love, Life, Sex…And Goodbye

In the six months I’ve been a featured columnist here on MUSED, I hope I have inspired, engaged, and made you laugh at least once. When I signed on to write for MUSED, I had…

Different Colors Of Love

With Rihanna and Future giving people approval to beg for love and affection, I started to think about the type of love I look for, or better yet give?  Am I that needy boyfriend, or the…