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Friday Mar 31, 2006

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There's a few others like this, but a junkie's got them...



when i was 20 i had this photo taken for my then-boyfriend's christmas gift. it was the first time i'd ever had any naked photos done by a professional photographer. He took a lot of photos that day, in the middle of november, on the james river. there were hundreds of photos in the end but i ended up with three.

the one above, i liked so much, that i kept it for myself.

months later, my boyfriend broke up with me in what would be the third out of five eventual break-ups. I never got the other two photos back. I thought little of it, assuming that he'd chosen to keep them. i was cool with that.

even more months later, boyfriend and i get back together. at lunch one day, I ask him, "So, what did you do with those photos?"

He says, "Well, I don't have them."

"What do you mean?" I say.

He says, "I gave them to Billy to give to you."

"You gave them to Billy?"

Billy was my roommate. We didn't know it was him yet, but recently he had kicked our roommate's cat's head in. He smelled like balls all the time. He was also a heroin addict.

Now me, I've done some shit.

But not heroin.

"They were wrapped up," he says. "I put the photos in a bag...and i tied the bag..."

And i never got them.

Billy...never mentioned them.

I imagine: Billy, blowing his nose into his hand, wiping snot on his jeans, being curious, opening the bag...

I imagine "crazy" shit: he makes hundreds of copies of my photos and trades them for drugs and cash! he creates voodoo dolls out of my image! he masturbates to them!

I imagine "realistic" shit: he looks at them then throws them into the trunk of his car; he forgets. he shows a few friends but not everybody. he masturbates to them.

do they still exist, or have they been burned, thrown away? Do they sit still in a trunk of a car, as i imagine somehow, or does a stranger have them?

And if someone has them, do they look at them ever?


pretty funny story.
love.luz.

EDITED TO SAY: guys, i'm not upset about the photos. just thought it was...

a pretty funny story.

okay.

VIEW 25 of 31 COMMENTS
zaksmith:
thanks!

we have exactly the same stats
Apr 4, 2006
eccentric:
ha ha ha ha!
Apr 12, 2006

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