Watched Spun. Man what a Requiem rip on the drug use scenes.
bliss:
They did really good makeup in that movie. i agree that they did rip that shit off though
Wow...I was out on the sidewalk and the hottest of the hotties just walked by with her bulldog and floored me with her smile. Totally made my day enough to share with all of you.
Added some new pics incl. my profile which is me when i was 11 yrs old and working part time as a Hammond organ demonstrator. Woot Woot!
I didn't post any nekkid ones though. Not enough demand apparently to warrant that behavior, although I did slap down a pickle pic in the Suicide Boys section once. Never heard anything of it.
Anyways, today is a...
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I didn't post any nekkid ones though. Not enough demand apparently to warrant that behavior, although I did slap down a pickle pic in the Suicide Boys section once. Never heard anything of it.
Anyways, today is a...
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Hidy HO! Taking a minute to Journalize my life here, thanks for reading. Sticky Rice was fun as a mutha as usual. I found a pic of me on their website and added it to my pics here. I have to work across the street tonight at a salon across the street which means I will probably be there again. I LOVE WORKING FOR MYSELF!!...
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tryst:
Sticky Rice is where it's at 
A night filled with drunk hook-up calls that always end on an angry note when the callers dont get their way.
Life is what you make it and they would hate themselves tomorrow. Why? Because they are friends who have had too much libation and they have problems and you are the person they talk to and you manifest into their minds as the cure-all....
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Life is what you make it and they would hate themselves tomorrow. Why? Because they are friends who have had too much libation and they have problems and you are the person they talk to and you manifest into their minds as the cure-all....
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jivesucka52:
Great post dude. I love Redstripe, I agree about booty calls though I wish I had one, though I love my girly. Hehe. There have to be cute girls in VA, there are cute girls everywhere.
As we sat and talked, a couple of times she edged very close into my personal space. Her movements were experimental. Her moves would come at the end of funny comments, almost as if her laughter propelled her uncontrollably and immediately she would retract back to her spot on the couch accessing her progress.
I began to ebb with her in these movements as if...
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bliss:
whew, I was in your dreams!!!
Thanks for the recognition. RE is a favorite. Visit my site for more images go to REALart. These grrlz are the BEST!
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feckweed:
As we sat and talked, a couple of times she edged very close into my personal space. Her movements were experimental. Her moves would come at the end of funny comments, almost as if her laughter propelled her uncontrollably and immediately she would retract back to her spot on the couch accessing her progress.
I began to ebb with her in these movements as if we were together in a boat, on the same wave. As she moved in I too moved in. In the moment before we kissed our foreheads touched and we both knew the games were over. I quickly reached around and held her head to mine and began my descent. I rolled my head down to connect our eyebrows, nose, and finally lips. Hers were softened by her own heat and excitement. When she felt the smoothness of my own, she pressed harder against me.
For the one moment it was pure ecstasy. It felt of freedom and natural affection. This build up was not just a few moments of conversation on the couch. This was the result of constant dialog, constant innuendos, and constant blips of vicariously living a sexual fantasy by whatever means necessary and it was perfect; at least for the moment.
And then, just as fast as it occurred, it went away; logged in the storehouse of things done and things experienced. Chalked up as never to happen again this one simple kiss, a shared experienced, ended and after a moment of realization, all was as it was.
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I began to ebb with her in these movements as if we were together in a boat, on the same wave. As she moved in I too moved in. In the moment before we kissed our foreheads touched and we both knew the games were over. I quickly reached around and held her head to mine and began my descent. I rolled my head down to connect our eyebrows, nose, and finally lips. Hers were softened by her own heat and excitement. When she felt the smoothness of my own, she pressed harder against me.
For the one moment it was pure ecstasy. It felt of freedom and natural affection. This build up was not just a few moments of conversation on the couch. This was the result of constant dialog, constant innuendos, and constant blips of vicariously living a sexual fantasy by whatever means necessary and it was perfect; at least for the moment.
And then, just as fast as it occurred, it went away; logged in the storehouse of things done and things experienced. Chalked up as never to happen again this one simple kiss, a shared experienced, ended and after a moment of realization, all was as it was.
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feckweed:
That was refreshing
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Just joined. fighting cable speeds. getting ready to ps on www.fark.com
I want to paint more. working on a photography project.
I want to paint more. working on a photography project.
earplug6947:
your profile pic: hot.
speak!
speak!
holdensolo:
FeckWeed, great "River's Edge" reference!!