maleficentmoi

Goodbye and adieu. I'm abandoning my blogs at Suicide Girls. It's pointless. It's the equivalent of yelling in the desert: no one's going to hear you. Well, no one useful. I'm prepared to just be a sideline observer again, uninterested in the stories or adventures of women who've posed naked online. I tried to branch out, to meet the spirits behind the skin, tattoos and piercings, but to very little success. Members are worse to get through to at all. You may as well spit in the wind. It's made me question my own motivations, but I know exactly what they are. I'm not a fucking blooming socialite, so relationships for me are difficult to develop. I thought it'd be nice to make some zero-and-one buddies on this site, but since I'm unwilling to be a proverbial kiss ass or send them money or buy them something expensive outright, I may as well give up. What's the point of being nice when material interests rule the day? Fuck it. I'm selfish, too. I came her for the tits, so I'll leave with just them instead.

To Aiden, thanks for being the first to accept my friend request. Big fucking deal, though. It was like being accepted into hell. There's plenty of room and all is welcome.

To Rys, you were the first to comment on my blog. It was a thrill to be acknowledged. You are, bar none, the most beautiful Suicide on the site. You also have the best sense of humor. Good luck to you.

To Doxie, your love for animals infected me. I never thought a Suicide's blog would honestly change me. Jerk!

To Clio, the most productive Suicide in regards to replying to my comments: Simply, rock on...

To JennRose, the perfect breasts on the site. You're hot. Period.

To Kamikaze: I love your English bum. I think if you were more consistent with your blogs I might've connected with you. Maybe... Why? You're crazy!

To Onie, second only to Rys in beauty, love the women you're with. I like writing that. Especially to a woman.

To Lenox, keep loving what you do, because you do it so well. Don't change.

To Kleio, the only non-Suicide I exchanged comments with, you'll get that lovely ass of yours on this site as a true Suicide one day. It's inevitable. You got a mirror, right? Duh. Just don't get too big headed, girl.

Alright. That's it. I'll still be checking out the sets, but that's all. Unless something profound floors me, I doubt I'll post a comment again. This isn't a pity party, mind you. And, if you feel that it is, then fuck yourself off. I'm just tired of maintaining something worthless, that's all. I dig the site. Hell, I love it. But, it's time to put such energies into something way more productive.

Bye now,
j.