Under the gay-dome

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11.11.

Ayer por la noche, exactamente esta mañana en realidad, muy muy temprano, cedí.

Intenté no dar a ceder, seguir siendo terco y algo orgulloso. Había sido exitoso en no darle lo que quería de mí, eso duró más de un mes. Había sido exitoso calentándolo indirectamente, y por eso estaba contento. Había sido exitoso en hacerlo pensar en mí, porque yo seguí pensando en él.

Mi única condición era que comenzara a hacer un verdadero esfuerzo; estoy dispuesto a perdonar y olvidar, a seguir adelante, únicamente si él empieza a hacer un verdadero esfuerzo.

Dejemos que el tiempo vuelva a correr. 

Indeed summertime sadness

LANA DEL REY, Summertime Sadness

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Random summer

Photographed by Miguel Angel Ramírez.

Leuven, Belgium, July 2013.

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Last thought in my head was about him. I was so sure he would come and pick me up. Everything would be alright. He would come for me and everything would be forgotten.

I was too overbearing last time. He doesn't know how to deal with stress, and I was a big bolting source of it.

I became what I don’t like in others, exactly what I push away. So damn him, he had a reason to turn his back on me and walk away.

An obsessive brat and an idolized asshole. Him and me. A perfect match.

The heart and the head will never see eye to eye.

My frustrations are his and his reasons I understand. I've denied it to myself for too long. My brain is thrusting me against the all-too-clear message, I miss him.

“Are you sure you’re ok? You seemed quite gone for a while.”

“Yes, I’m good. It was just weird. I knew it was too much, that’s why I stayed put and followed your directions” I was happy towards the end, visualizing him on his way to rescue me.

“Good. You’ve to control yourself next time.”

“I know. I’m feeling quite embarrassed. I am so sorry. Really I am.”

“Don’t worry. Just be more careful” he said with a big smile on his face.

“Thanks, Tom” I said finally.

It had been a wild night. Going everywhere just to forget and have a good time.

Silly me.

I’ve been travelling for too long. Not sure whether I’m still on a trip or not.

Written by M. Ramírez

Belgium Nov. 2013

A day to be proud!

Photographies by Miguel Ángel Ramírez

Brussels' Gay Pride 2011

It's been a while since I last wrote but I have a very good reason for it.

A couple of weeks ago I volunteered as a photographer for Gay Pride. This year Brussels' LGBT Organization decided to hire 10 official photographers for their site and I was lucky enough to get in.

Pride week actually started May 6th but of course the main event was the parade on May 14th. And the parties, the crazyness and outrageous - what you find in every Gay Pride worldwide.

I started the day at 11h00. Picked up my badge and got outside. It was a sunny day, perfect for the occasion. What I liked about this Pride was that there was a lot of information about Gay rights, Anti discrimination campaigns, and people that cared about these kind of things and not just party, I seriously appreciated that.

On the other hand, madness happened around every single corner, it was hard to keep up; I'm still surprised I managed to because the day before I went out with some friends and I only had a 3 hour sleep. And besides, I wanted to party still, I mean, it was Gay Pride!

As a whole I had a great experience as a photographer. It was really nice to be an official one, wearing my Pride Press badge, being able to take pictures with more ease, it was worthwhile.

I'll post some pictures but if you want to see the rest of them, they are on www.thepride.be

Alla prossima!