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That's another thing: does suicidegirls.com own the property rights of images PAYING users post in the groups pages? Like Suicide Boys, Equal Right or Fan Art for example? I wouldn't mind posting some fan art, but I'm a little unnerved by the Terms of Usage documents...? As a painter, I don't want my art being sold for money.

Someone got this account for me as a gift and I have to say:

All the mercadise listed mostly consists of images of girls that are no longer active, almost all new sets are of girls with no previous sets (apparently rotating door policy?), and I tried listening to the radio pod casts even...why are there no Suicide Girls on Suicide Girls Radio*?...
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There's something to be said for using discretion with words.
Sorry about the bummer blog last night--the only thing worse than self loathing is self loathing at other people's expense.

what a horrible godamned day...
that about summarizes it.
i knew it was all coming down,
but not this condensed.
i wish this was about a boy.
i wish this was about love even.
or material possessions
medications
or mental problems.

this city at this particular point in my life is the death of me.

somebody please get me the fuck out here...

Why do i fall in love with everyone i meet?

Life at 19: Part 3 of 3

The last thing I can think to say is "I fucking dare you." Had I really just said that?

Skip back a week: Within moments of my former fianc and I arriving at our last apartment together, I knew this was the one: ugly carpet and all. We were carrying our only sofa up stairs. I stared at...
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Life at 19: Part 2 of 3

Meet in 1 day
Fall in love in 1 week
Cohabitate in 1 month
Talks of marriage in 6 months

History is resolute, especially being at the mercy of your heart's desire.

Life At 19: Part 1 of 3

The first time I met former fianc, I looked him dead in the eye and said, with great ease and certainty, "You will be the death of me." He laughed and I laughed not quite so loudly "No, I mean literally, I know you're the one who will kill me one day." He nodded and said nothing. Instead...
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Date: Mar 19, 2006 5:23 AM

A Wedding Tale

Sometimes it feels like the world's going to come crashing down, and maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing for once.
I think I might move home to Seattle, even though that means leaving my family and friends behind. It's not for sake of failure or retreat but because I miss the feeling of rain in my fingers and love in my heart.

Tonight sitting in a bar, surrounded by friends, but more or less alone, I stared seemingly vacantly at a darkened window. I was reminded of a time when I was 15:

In early high school, I had one very sincere, and very very beautiful friend: classically trained in opera, pianist, athlete, old money: you name it. On the rare occasions that she spoke, her words...
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More and more I feel like my parents would prefer I didn't come around. Its not because they hate me but because the shame they feel for not being able to provide more. When I was younger, even until about 2-3 years ago, they were able to pay all my bills and buy me anything and everything I could ever think of to want or...
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