true howard jones story

i was at a high school or middle school dance in the late 80s / early 90s, and thats about the time those pesky gay feelings really started peaking, eventhough i did my best to push them down. its something about a sappy ballad that tends to make me swoon and break down those defenses. anyway, i was at this dance and howard jones’ ‘no one is to blame’ came on and all the couples went out and danced a slow dance. and i remember there was this beautiful boy named steven ____ and i just couldnt keep my eyes off of him. but being so far in the closet at the time i really couldnt just stand there and stare at the boy so id catch these little glimpses of steven dancing with who knows who, and the colored lights bouncing off his dirty blonde hair, his kind beautiful eyes, and his smile. that smile.

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  1. joeschmoe said: and honestly, you may as well have gone for it: if you’d walked out and given ol steven a big swoon kiss in front of everybody, howard jones would still have seemed like the gayest one in the room…
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