Life of an African Gay Man.

ut not this time. Ever since I had the weirdest nightmare ever, I have constantly being haunted by it both in the day and

, it’s your turn

ome quite acquainted, that doesn’t mean we had become frien

ght it would be wise to open his mou

that Tommyrella dude”

hael asked

e who likes dressing up as a g

o the level of dressing up as a girl and acting like he is gay j

s gay, I think he is actually gay” Je

a country like ours” Israel said, I honestly wished he didn’t, the fact he did meant

unatic” Michael asked shifting the conversation I

ferring to, but ofcus I was the only fresher in their mist, plus that’s what Mich

r shadow” he answered r

he is gay which no one knew for sure if he really was but personally I don’t think he is indeed gay because I don’t think any African gay man especially a Nigerian one would publicly come out of the closest, not when there are laws that forbid it. And the whole dressing up in female clothing's sends Monday morning migraines rushin

u aren’t going to run out the class again” Jeff said in

, you wer

ut the Tommyrella dude and you immediat

e the Tommyrella dude,

obic” Michael said in a tone that sound like he was prou

d? Someday it might be my turn to need someone to stand up for me and I could bet my left pinky that there would be no o

ecame friends, not just the acquainted kind of friendship, I mean the taking a long walk together, spending hours

u want to t

te, wait a dam minute, when did al

ood get to hang out with the hottest

st guy in our set, he also the calmest

r us, what happen to bro’s before….” Israel knew better than to complete his sta

sting conversation, do you really want ditc

hout a doubt in

what Jeffrey said reminded me that I would do just about

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was completely zoned out, lost in thought this time it was

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t it so I don’t start thinki

and continued

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ang and I didn’t want to be late to the dining hall. As I began to arrange my bag I noticed a n

ut I’m just afraid of what your respo

I think about all day and Light, how I drea

ever I see someone fli

mile, how you brighten

ce everyth

lp me see

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I love yo

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The possibility who the letter was from sent fear running