suddenly it may seem like i'm all friends only. and i am on a few things and that is simply because there are people in the world at large i do not want to have access to those things. it's just that simple when boiled down.
so if you want to read them and i haven't added you or whatever just tell me. okay thanks :) peace
see that icon? the one of the stockings? well, the word under it is confident. that's the word of the day i posted somewhere. and i made that icon. like i made it. the first one i've ever really made by myself with putting text in. so. i guess i'm just really feeling accomplished and cheesy. but darn. you can't read the word and so that
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well, for reasons i may or may not have said or which are irrelevant, i am housebound. and since present responsibilities have been attended to i'm quite bored and when that happens my mind wanders off to that place where i get all chatty with myself and do that running commentary and make lists upon endless lists of things i may never do. and so
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yes, it is i. c'est moi. those are my boobs. aren't they great? i have been known to grab them through my sweater and lovingly caress them and say i love my boobs. it's true. it used to freak out people i worked with. but enough about that. here is some other stuff ( some other fantasy for later )
"just look at that girl with that's lights comin' up in her eyes, she's got to be somebody's baby. She must be somebody's baby. All the guy's on the corner stand back and let her walk on by. " first, i have to tell you, that if the right man or woman presented themselves in my living room right now, at this very moment, with jackson browne
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i met Diana, the goddess of the hunt, a long time ago, before she was a goddess, when she was just a girl, but even then i knew, like so many others did, that she was the sexiest thing going... this is an ode to Diana