What the hell?!

I posted that pic because I was asked to and since then ive had 7 or 8 emails from people of here requesting more. I collected all of the tabloids with Freddie in 90-91 with all the Crap pics of him and as soon as my scanner is working I will post them. People are interested, especially the younger fans.

Some of them just can't decide WHY they're interested, eh Dark

I don't think it's THAT bad of a picture.

"This is just sad, and this should not be even allowed here - I find it very hurtful to see Freddie so sick"

Why in that case Dark have you set it as your profile pic?!!!

Forget to take your medicine, see your analyst, shrink again Dark.

Why, why put it in your profile pic you moron if its so sad. You pathetic waste of life you.

Dark

Putting that picture on your profile is not helping one bit to gain more respect from other QZers.

I have my own reason for putting that on my profile. It is none of your business why I should post it or not on my profile.

This is just sad, and this should not be even allowed here - I find it very hurtful to see Freddie so sick

and still you put the picture on your profile?

fatty>>LOL LOL LOL!!! That's just pure genius!

"I have my own reason for putting that on my profile. It is none of your business why I should post it or not on my profile."

Aw, that's cute - Dark's making his own personal statement.

Hypocrisy will be the death of you, Dark.

Does anyone still reads Dark's posts...?

"Hypocrisy will be the death of you, Dark."

'Tis it will, m' dear :)

...huh?

great fic fatty, I laughed my ass off

John: What thing?

Freddie: You know, my condition.

John: I'm sorry I haven't got a fucking clue what you're talking about.

Freddie: AIDS.

John: Who's got AIDS?

Freddie: I've got AIDS?

yes fatty. Really quite humorous yet heart wrenching at the same time. It brings back a flood of memories of one of the 1st friends we lost to aids in the mid 80's. In his final few days of life, he barricated himself in his bed room and wouldn't let anyone in including his brother whome he was very close to. And then he died. I have lost 3 others since then to aids. Most died in the early nineys and I miss all of them.
But I have lost more to cancer and I miss them too.
Death is death no matter how why or what you die from, you still just as dead and the ones left behind are the ones who are still left in misery, mourning the one they love and will always love. Death doesn't kill the emotions shared between the dead and the living. And honestly the sting never goes away.