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Watched Around
the World in 80 Days...
(05-27-2008, 09:03 PM)
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#168
Originally Posted by
reilo:
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You have rubbed one out to my bony, naked frame. Did
you enjoy the view?
(05-27-2008, 09:05 PM)
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#182
Originally Posted by
bishoptl:
Haha ok, I'll have to post a picture of her in my room as well though, so you can compare. BARE WITH ME! |
The Harry Potter girl
(05-27-2008, 09:07 PM)
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#185
Originally Posted by
BobFromPikeCreek:
Once upon a time, I knew a girl called Natasha . I was seventeen years old, naive, horny. She was turning eighteen, beautiful, manipulative. Over time we became best friends, lovers, we stood by each other through thick and thin. You come to, amidst the wreckage of your own making. Do you stay there, eyes squeezed shut, afraid to move, hoping to bleed to death? Or do you crawl out, help your loved ones, make sure the fire doesn't spread, try to fix it? One fateful day, a photo was taken. And that is where it began. In a nightmare, every choice you make is a wrong one. Enough of the prose, you get the picture. I used to date Natasha, and we used to make internet pornography. I wish to keep this thread as clean as possible (despite the subject matter), but there was some interest garnered in the confessions thread and I figured it might make for an entertaining thread in its own right (as opposed to answering loads of PM's). It was all connected. The murder of Senator Gate, the Cleaners, the Inner Circle, Vinnie Gognitti, I had to make Winterson see it. For those of you not in the know - the Shuri and Natasha duo made quite a storm. A (then) friend stole some personal videos from my PC and hosted them online. When I found out about it, I shat bricks, thinking she'd kill me. But it turned out she found all the compliments kinky and enjoyed performing for an audience. Just as we were starting to get a feel for it all, things took a turn for the worse and quickly spiralled out of control- her school found out about it and she was suspended. We have been seperated for over two years now. I believe she nows live in Uruguay under the cover of being a researcher against modern strains of colera. The trouble with wanting something is the fear of losing it, or never getting it. The thought makes you weak. Like always, the dead had all the answers I was missing. It wasn't that they weren't eager to talk; quite the contrary, the dead had plenty to say and once they started, they would never shut up. How did this whole experience affect me in the long run? Well it was eye opening. I learned a lot about the nature of the internet and some of the callous folks out there, I learned about sexuality, and love, and hate. I can't say I would take it all back if I were given the chance, despite all the heartbreak and troubles that followed in our wake. There was a blind spot in my head, a bullet-shaped hole where the answers should be. Call it denial. I wanted to dig inside my skull and scrape out the pain. Just when you thought you had reached the deepest depths of horror, it suddenly got worse. How to turn off that small voice inside your head that started to whisper that you should be glad... that now, if not before, your revenge was justifiable on any conceivable moral scale. That small voice proved, beyond any doubt, that I was damned. So if you have any questions, this is the place to ask. Either that, or I'll be banned and the thread will get locked.This is love. When someone drags you from the wreckage when you have given in, ready to just lie there and die. This is love. When someone, no matter what the cost, shows you there is hope, a choice, that you can put down your gun. This is love. Love hurts. Snow fell like ash from post-apocalyptic skies. You'd find that Lady Luck was really a hooker, and you were fresh out of cash. Last edited by shuri : 05-27-2008 at 09:13 PM. |
breaker of PLATYPOTAMOTATIMUS' heart :(
(05-27-2008, 09:08 PM)
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#193
Originally Posted by
shuri:
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Nina Hartley
(05-27-2008, 09:09 PM)
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#196
Originally Posted by
shuri:
I see what you did there. |