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Male , 18-21
Feeling calm
just am

The most hated one.

Last Seen a week ago
Member Since Feb 21, 2014
Favorite Quote Death isn\'t a bright light at the end of a dark tunnel. Its freezing winter in a sea of black.
Heritage
  • a little Italian
  • and a little Puerto Rican
  • and a little African American
  • and a little Native American
  • and a little Dominican (Dominican Republic)
  • and a little Haitian
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Music heavy metal
Movies Troy, 300
Local Time September 2nd, 12:13 AM

I Have To Say This

So i was having a debate with some earlier today. This person told me, that in America, Americans don't have to deal with the major gender base problems most other countries do. Now i'm going to... [more]
Blay97 has shared 4 Mature Experiences
  • I Experienced Racism

    You know. When you really open your ears you realizes that racism is in most people around you. People if you go to my account page you will see my ethnicity in the info part. Anyways- I grew up aroun… [more]
  • I Know What I Find Attractive

    Wit, cunning, intelligence. A woman who can get beaten down by life, and still find straighten to get back up. One who is real, who can see past the bullshit, not be part of it. Open mindedness. One w… [more]
  • I Am Not a Morning Person

    Is it just me, or is the morning sun the biggest as*hole in the solar system? I mean seriously, the rays of light hitting your eyes is just irritating. That nasty morning taste in your mouth is sicken… [more]
  • I Love Chocolate

    If you never had this, then you are missing out. Chocolate is the one companion who i can always tolerate in life. It calms my nerves and goes great with a nice long bath. A little strawberry's on the… [more]
  • Other Confessions

    Demons Don't Cry
    She was a mystery to me. A puzzle of puzzles. A mist that shrouds all.She smiled with eyes full of acceptance, wisdom, and joy. Her radiance was like sun light, momentarily blinding me. A firefly in my dark forest. Her eyes the color of a calm ocean found my onyx abyss like orbs.She did not fear. She did not show any signs of intimidation.She simply smiled.She took my face into her hands. Hands made to nurture life. Not take. I was unmoving. Frozen. She spoke to me. And many more words after that. And for a while, we both spoke.She saw me. Saw what other failed to see. What others were to blind or ignorant to see. What very few saw and looked upon with either disgust or caution. She was a ra… [more]