Admit it. Whenever you see Wolverine in all his muscled glory you go weak in the knees. Ya’ll remember that time when the adamantium transfer was complete and he leapt up from that tub buck naked and you lost your ever-loving mind. Don’t pretend you didn’t swoon when he woke up in 1974 rocking them… Read More »
Tortured by violent nightmares which included physical assault and emotional and psychological abandonment, I began writing and then blogging as a direct response to the rash of gay youth suicides.
Cry Wolf is an organization dedicated to saving lives and empowering youth. As I’ve watched so many young people give in to the pressure of society and end their lives, I am vividly reminded of my own suicidal tendencies as a young fantabulous kid growing up in working class Detroit. I was alone period.