Justin's Love Completed on June 15, 2000 Justin is the name of the first guy I ever dated. Yes, I'm gay if you didn't know that already. What, you think a straight guy could have come up with all this stuff? Hah! Anyhow, the story goes like this - during my first couple of times with him, all sorts of things were happening inside my head. All these walls I had put up inside me were being torn down, at an alarming rate. The whole experience was very unusual, and as a side-effect, I remember during all of it when I used to close my eyes, I could sort of see all these pink and black cords zooming around all over the place. It was something like a waking dream, I suppose. Anyhow, I felt it was important to try and document this as best I could, so I stayed up late one night and tried my ass off to put it into an image. This is the result, and while it's not really anything like what I saw (except for the redness of it), it still stands as a good commemoration of the event. Justin, the fuck, threw the printout in a drawer and never spoke of it, after I gave it to him. He was a waste of time and I left him a few months later. However at least I have this, which I treasure, regardless.