http://themostdangerousdame.tumblr.com/

see ya

So 35 might be a little too old for me. A little too settled for me. A little too directional and goal-oriented.
But 35 is talented and educated. 35 is funny. Best of all, 35 is WEIRD and conversational ( Read more... )

A gentleman and a scholar and a lousy fucking drunk.
Though a consistent and willing victim of the unknown, I'm a sucker for a sure thing.

Timbre was inside, distracted by an old friend from high school. Rudy, B, and I stood in the parking lot smoking her cigarettes and passed a bottle of Jack back and forth ( Read more... )

"let me describe you
and you'll understand
this will be quick
intelligent, beautiful, witty, well versed, musically skilled, generally funny, quick, and coy
there are my Camille Abragante Ong cliff notes
almost everything good could fall into one of those categories"

And almost immediately after waking, the front door slams. Followed shortly by many cupboard doors. Then the den door.
Yelling and being yelled at before 8 a.m. always seems to rub me the wrong way. Wish I knew why.

Punk rock bar in Huntington. Timbre, Allie, and myself circled with our cues, obscured by the darkness and, barely finding the balls to take our shots, we were grateful for the open table, discovered only after having prematurely deposited a dollar's worth of quarters in it's thieving push mechanism thing ( Read more... )

I've been having fun ideas for staged portraits with people ( Read more... )

deeper and deeper and deeper

"Camille, why do you always look like you just got out of hair and make-up?"