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HRC - Each of Us CAN Make a Difference

Hi Guys!

For anyone who says "aw, those mass email campaigns don't do any good", here is proof that they do:

Dear Pat Nelson,
If you have any doubts about the power of our collective voice, have I got a story for you.

Two days ago, after local activists sounded the alarm, HRC sent out a national email alert warning that a Michigan TV station was planning to air an hour-long paid propaganda piece about the "radical homosexual agenda," created by a right-wing group.

Is Kevin Bacon ugly? (Question to hopefully get back at Adam)

54% (7 votes)
46% (6 votes)
Total votes: 13
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Please read this, it's important.

Okay, I lied. I have no idea what to write, but I'm home alone and bored to death. I'll probably do something perverted after I'm done writing this. So, I just saw Kevin Bacon in The River Wild. And I have to say, he is actually rather attractive, except in Tremors. Nothing good came of that movie. Even in Frost/Nixon Bacon still looked good, and he's getting older. He can really pull off a suit.

Anyways, now that I''ve ranted about Kevin Bacon, I'm hungry. Time for some applesauce.


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For the Three People on Earth Who Haven't Seen It Yet...

This just frickin' cracks me up. It is so MY sense of humor.

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Jon is Cooking

I don't just mean in the sense of being sexy, which is also true of course. He's making his famous hot-pepper-and-other-secret-ingredient concoction, the recipe for which now contains the BEG FOR DEATH hot sauce I sent him a few months back. He's also somehow persuaded one of his crazier friends to come over and try it, and so has made it extra hot in honor of the occasion. All I can say is I hope no one dies.

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Pseudologia fantastica

Or, for those of you who are totally clueless as to what that is, pathological lying.

I think I'm a pathological liar. Sometimes I just make things up for no reason, lie for the sake of lying. I don't know why. I just do.

Not to mention that's a great name for a disorder.

Anywho, I just came back from a camping trip. I almost cut myself a few times but was interupted each time. I settled for hitting myself with a heavy flashlight.

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Thanks, Everyone

Thanks to all of you who posted comments in response to my resignation. I had given it careful thought, and had decided that it was the best thing alll round, but your responses (especially yours, Bulldyke), convinced me that I AM doing worthwhile work here. So after I take a couple of days to rest and recouperate (it's been a pretty emotional time for me...just ask Jon), I will be back again.

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No Country For Old Men

My dear Oasis friends,

For some time now, I've been asking myself whether or not I truly belong on Oasis, and whether the potential harm my presence might do here isn't actually far outweighing the good. My ego would like to think that I am playing an important and valuable role here, but when forced to take a serious look at myself through the eyes of others, I see how easy it would be for me to just become "that creepy old guy who hangs out on the gay teen site". That would be a disasterous thing for me, the site, and most importantly... for you.

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My personal problems with the world, or, my rant of total shittiness

I need a mom and dad, not the Mother and Father I have... They love me, sure... But they aren't what I need... I need someone that's there for me when there's a storm in my life....

"Waiting for the worms to come"

I need someone that loves me romantically, as well... Fine, I don't NEED them, but I'd much prefer that over anything else.

"Good morning, Worm your honor! The crown will plainly show the pris'ner who now stands before you was caught red handed showing feelings, showing feelings of an almost HUMAN nature. This will not do..."

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Backsliding right back into a deeper depression... Don't you love school?

Well, I just made a really good friend of mine angry at me.

She just started to go out with this guy with a bit of a track record for being unfaithful, and I wanted to keep her from being disappointed. I warned her and she tramped off saying she can take care of herself. I was only trying to help.

This is a very familiar feeling to me. You know, I give out love and life slings hate back at me. I only wanted to help her...

AND I have to get a sponsor for the GSA, whatever the fuck that means. I don't care anymore. I've lost interest in that cause.

Ugh. I feel horrible.

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Errrrrr... This is akward...

So, this guy at school, named Christian, apparently he likes me. I have absolutly NO feelings for him, not to mention that if I DID like him going out with him would secure my reputation as a freak for the rest of my life in high and middle school. But I also don't wanna make the poor kid feel bad. See, he's a little odd in the head, yeah? Okay, fine, he's a retard, and I mean that quite literally.

I don't know what to do.

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Most of you know I'm not actually allowed on this site...

My parents are suspicious.

I Don't know what they know, but I may or may not be able to come back...

If I can't, I honestly don't know what I'll do, because without you all I would've committed suicide a long time ago...

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Awesome Poem by Lord Alfred Douglas

Two Loves

I dreamed I stood upon a little hill,
And at my feet there lay a ground, that seemed
Like a waste garden, flowering at its will
With buds and blossoms. There were pools that dreamed
Black and unruffled; there were white lilies
A few, and crocuses, and violets
Purple or pale, snake-like fritillaries
Scarce seen for the rank grass, and through green nets
Blue eyes of shy peryenche winked in the sun.
And there were curious flowers, before unknown,
Flowers that were stained with moonlight, or with shades
Of Nature's willful moods; and here a one

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Outing Ourselves

Just a bit of 411 for the community at large -

We've decided to come out of the closet instead of trying to cover it up, which would never work anyway. Besides, many of you already know. So here it is:

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Strawberries, or, mid-depression silliness

I looooove strawberries. They're so sweet, and when you put chocolate on them, nothing beats it. I don't think there's ever been a time when, faced with a strawberry, I haven't eaten one.

I also like strawberry flavored water. That stuffs good too.

It's funny, I feel just as bad as I did before, yet I feel the need to rant about a fruit.

I don't like apples as much as I like strawberries, but they're okay.

I also like grapes. Naturally, not as much as I like strawberries, but I like them a lot.

Grapefruit... Blech.

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