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Looking for Roommate

Sat Dec 12, 2009, 6:34 PM
Are there any female's in San Antonio who are work or school driven that need a room?

HOW CAN I HELP THESE STARVING DOGS!

Tue Dec 1, 2009, 1:09 AM
We need justice for this, our neighbors are starving their animals to death. They leave one bowl for all dogs to share every once in a while, then they all fight for whatever food they can get to. They cry and scream in the tragic battle. Recently a one year old - who is supposed to be bigger than our pit bull, but is only about a quarter of her size - tried desperately to escape over a large privacy fence, and got stuck hanging on the edge. When the police came out they did not care and have no intention of helping. When the police are not protecting the law, and the animal control has done nothing as well, who do you contact? We are out of district for all of the major animal rescue organizations. This has been going on for at least three years and they have gone through four dogs, the reason is unknown.

I am for hire...

Sun Jul 12, 2009, 7:47 PM
I am looking for modeling work. I am very versatile. I will not do full on nudity. I will do partial nudity and implied nudity. I live in San Antonio, TX. May be willing to travel. Let me know if you are interested.














Also, all of my pictures are for sale upon request.

What you do to me

Sun Jul 12, 2009, 2:06 AM
I am sorry I am so angry, its just that I look at myself and I could be so beautiful and I should be happy, but I'm just shredded inside. I know that the reason why I look the way I do now is because of what I've been through. It makes me feel so ugly that I have done so much to make my self feel as beautiful as possible.

So your in a strip club and a dancer comes and sits on you flirting, what do you do, what are you thinking about. You seem to respect me here, but in the strip club its another story. Sometimes I look at you and I see you, I know what you would like to do to me. Some of you want to rape me, some of you want to torture me, some of you want to kill me, some of you want me to suffer, some of you just want to molest me. And sometimes you do. Some of you just want me to want to touch you so bad that you try everything you can to touch me. How do you all become so comfortable with this behavior. No one has respect for me for any reason. What did I do to you to deserve this. I try to give you everything in exchange for survival. Is me trying to entertain you and make you a happier person making me such a bad person that I become a disrespectable whore. You make me feel so dirty. When you touch me in a way that your not supposed to I get a nasty wet feeling. This does not feel good. It makes me want to rip my skin off and take things out of my body throw it on the ground stomp on it and rub it in and catch it on fire just because you touched it. You ruin my body, now I have 8 cysts in my breasts and lumps in my body. I don't want you to dig your fingers into me and I don't want you to try and force my head where you want it. I don't want you to force me to do anything. You all are trying to do that. You must get off on control. Do you know you are doing this to me or do you just not get it. I HATE YOU SO MUCH... I am ruined and I'm never going to be able to change what YOU did to me. It's all the same person you know... different people but the same. I can't take it back I can't change it I can't fix it I can't forget about it and I can't make it stop. I wish I could make you feel my pain, but I don't want to hurt anyone... unlike you. Is that why you hurt me because you want me to hurt you. Sometimes you like it when I fight back, I think you want me to kill you, sometimes so do I but I can't give you what you want anymore you sick bastrd. What am I supposed to do. I can't keep myself off of the street unless I do this for you so I have no choice. I want a choice. I want to be respected. I want to stay happy. I want to be a doctor and I want to do cellular research so that I can help you, and you don't even deserve it. Stop trying to hurt me to make yourself feel better. Stop thinking that I love abuse because I am a stripper. Stop abusing me. I am still only a kid, I was 18 when I started this because I had to take care of myself. You disrespectful womanizer serial killer stalker rapist child molester. I wish somebody could save the world. Look at all of these people who hurt as much as me or more than me, because not enough people are decent. Your selfish and inconsiderate. I can't even help anyone else who is getting hurt because I'm scared that if I do I will get hurt, and its usually true. I want to be free.

You will see me express that in a lot of my work in so many different ways, if you can see it.

Please tell me what you think. I need something real.

  • Watching: The Nanny
  • Eating: Nothing :(
  • Drinking: Nothing :(

Fuking Shells

Tue Apr 15, 2008, 10:36 PM
I wish I could tell you where I was now. I wish I could show you.
Second speaking, It's something you will never really know, or at least before it's too late. The only way you can see through my eyes is through my "eyes"... THE WAY I CAPTURE MY PHOTOGRAPHY.

Lately my work has been quite conventional. I have been told that I am scarey and need to be pretty and kind to be famous. BUT OH quite the contrary. The only way 'I WILL' become famous is to be me, otherwize it's the other one. The one whom I call my shell. That to me is not worth it.

Sometimes when I think about it, I can just see myself inside 'myself', the shell. It's wierd, but somehow lets me recap and think about everything 100% instead of 30%. Trust me, it makes quicker getting over to stare it in the face.

Ex.
My mother told me of how she was scared of spiders, so she decided to stare at them for a while (look them in the face). Staring at them (facing your fear) got her used to the fact that they were spiders a lot quicker, small black squishable slow bugs who were just as scared.
That introduces the second fact, you have to view the fears that the other factor (player) might consist of.

Blah Blah Blah Blah, I could do nothing but flash back and panick, this caused my memories to be very hazy. Something most people don't get. This concept helped me to see what happend and made me feel better seeing myself in a shell because i felt like they were only getting my shell, not me. I was only there. This made myself bearable again. If you panic every time you see this, you will never make it. You will see it everyday for the rest of your life, but it depends on how you can manage to see it. Cut off flash backs will only make things worse and set you into panic mode, it causes feelings of enxiety and paranoia. I sometimes feel as if its about to happen again. One thing for sure, you always need to see the hole picture.

Something else, it really does matter who you hang out with. No matter how many times you argue with your mother about this, the fact is... one wrong decision leads to another. we dont automatically adjust. The people you put yourself around WILL effect how you are doing if you are not already completely independent, and in some cases it doesn't even matter how dependent you are.
Another key, yes... people really are out to get you... there ARE people that live a life learning how they can survive off of you. They know what to look for, they know what to do, it really goes on. It is their turf, they know the plains. BE CAREFULL! In some cases being over paranoid is important, like when your walking on eggshells for instance. lol. Don't worry, your not being paranoid really, your being cautious and taking necessary percautions. As for not knowing when to trust people, IDK. I guess if the right person ever comes around, you'll know.

  • Listening to: Metal
  • Eating: Nothing :(
  • Drinking: Nothing :(

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