by Melinda
Pictures makes me feel as if the nature of my alcoholism and insanity have occasionally been captured. I don't know if anyone who sees this will approve, or if they'll find it even worse than dead baby pictures.
Fascinating? Horrifying? Boring as fuck? Not that fucking is boring.
Hey... you came here. If it's just a fucking table, it's just a fucking table. If it's my mental ejaculate and it pisses you off, piss off.
Why the HELL would you want to know more?
My Livejournal...
ONEMODELPLACE.COM
SLINKASCAPE
Scattershot!
Josie Nutter Dot Com
Blummen 'eck missus, I fear you'll get the natives all in a tither with that there get up. I mean, coo.
the vanity of some people astounds me
I don't see why it should.
All people ever want to do is talk about themselves. Vanity is inherently human, especially in one's own blog. After all, this is nothing more than a medium in which to express yourself, am I wrong?
Ever notice that?
I did this today. I think this.
I feel this. I think this is cool. I know this or that.
Blah blah blah.
What astounds me is how some people can be so invasive and obtusely judgmental of the blogs of people they just don't know.
Additionally, people who are afraid to actually identify themselves and claim their judgment can blow me.
Yeah, this is the sort of vanity that needs to be encouraged. Long may it last!
hubba - it's all you you you baby, and we wouldnt have it any other way. Welcome home chick.
Thanks kids! :)
Darren's got the artistic eye. Those pics are not enhanced. There was a green light shining down and Dar loved the play off my skin.
Ookiine, my yes.
I am... er... quite bruised today in the shoulders, wrists and lower back(side).
Yes it was much fun.
Hheeeeeeee Alfie.
*squee*
superb Melinda, and you're absolutely spot on with your judgment, we are an inherently narcissistic species, and it's played a major part in our success as a race. Blogs are designed as personal things, and moblogs are no different....thanks for posting.
A) I can't believe I missed that! :(
You going to the next one?
B) If it ends in bruises, it's a good time.
C) It's not vanity if the creation is actually good. Those are great photos; you look like art, baby.
D) Hey, Yawn, you jealous, probably very plain, bitter pathetic peon, back the fuck off and demonstrate your self-loathing elsewhere.
E) OMG I THINK I HAVE THAT SAME SHEER BLACK DRESS! I swear you raid my wardrobe, woman! :)
...
*drool*
1) Yep, Yawn should fuck right off.
2) Bruises = FUN
3) Oh sweet Jesus, Melinda. You're gorgeous.
4) Dar = LUCKY
I could go on, but I'm salivating enough to short out my keyboard. Yow.
wow, you are a bit nice.... *melts*
long live vanity!
' till we drop it...
how bad were you, mel? i can only guess...
in other words i am with william blake on this one, the gates of whatever are reached through the road of whatnot...
Rock on Mel! My worst fear is someone commenting on my blog like *yawn* - cynical narrow minded rain-on-your parade shiit like that really spins me out. Not sure if I could be so eloquent in my reply.
Keeping standing up for yo' baad self.
Hey Slink, it is a sheer dress... it used to have an opaque satin lining, but I took that out. Muhahha.
It's see through now!
(think Rene Russo's dress at the black & white gala in The Thomas Crown Affair remake)
:)
And it goes QUITE well with the boots.
jesus crist my wife is hot.
Misty water coloured memories....
miss you
That's not actually the boi... the husband here is my sometimes wife, sometime hubby Tori!
Some day the boi might actually get on here... I'm a-tryin'.
Heh... that was just run-of-the-mill electrical tape bought at the corner store, actually.
all I have to say is, If you've got it flaunt it and you've got it. I'm going to find it so that I can flaunt it.
*begins searching for "IT" (not the clown)*
You've been staring at those pictures too long PoP......
Look away, she will bend your mind.....
And you may even like it.
So, is nipple-tape something that is actually sold for that purpose, or is it just regular tape that only becomes 'nipple-tape' when it's well, you know - stuck over the nipples?