Well, ok you win. I'll see if I can find a photographer to document my naked ass once again for SG now that the rules have changed. However, I'm still apprehensive. SG as a community didn't exactly get excited about me then, and I'd be almost surprised if my reception changed. But mostly I'd be doing it because I love the process of photoshoots, and I hate that none of you really have any idea what I really look like now.
Unlike my past photoshoots, I am now a short haired, chocolate brunette with 12 tattoos and a fucked up sense of creativity. Maybe I'll get the chance to share that with you. I've changed a lot in the 4 years I've been on this site.
I am fucking cranky. I've been bleeding since Monday, and I have removed myself from public interactions and work since Wednesday. My cramps are so bad, and I get so tired I can barely move. I feel so terrible for my bitchiness. I cancelled on hanging out with two of my best friends today because all I want to do is hate life and sleep. I wish I wasn't this way. But lo and behold, at least once every 33 days I turn into a crying, raging, cranky, sleepy bitch.
My poor boyfriend. It's so terrible. I just want to curl up on his lap and watch tv, and I think he is dreaming of getting me either an exorcism, or he's dreaming of locking me in a shed for a week until I'm ok.
I can't really afford to not go to work, but work can't afford to have me there. It would be terrible. I'd yell at my clients. Not relaxing at all, methinks.
Sometimes I feel bad for being antisocial 60% of the time, but I can't help it. I've always been this way. Sometimes I'm shocked that Niko is allowed in my bubble 99% of the time. It must be pheromones.
Say a prayer that I get my shit together by tomorrow afternoon? I'm going back to work. At least, that's the plan.
If any of you read to the bottom of this, I'm really fucking impressed.
Unlike my past photoshoots, I am now a short haired, chocolate brunette with 12 tattoos and a fucked up sense of creativity. Maybe I'll get the chance to share that with you. I've changed a lot in the 4 years I've been on this site.
I am fucking cranky. I've been bleeding since Monday, and I have removed myself from public interactions and work since Wednesday. My cramps are so bad, and I get so tired I can barely move. I feel so terrible for my bitchiness. I cancelled on hanging out with two of my best friends today because all I want to do is hate life and sleep. I wish I wasn't this way. But lo and behold, at least once every 33 days I turn into a crying, raging, cranky, sleepy bitch.
My poor boyfriend. It's so terrible. I just want to curl up on his lap and watch tv, and I think he is dreaming of getting me either an exorcism, or he's dreaming of locking me in a shed for a week until I'm ok.
I can't really afford to not go to work, but work can't afford to have me there. It would be terrible. I'd yell at my clients. Not relaxing at all, methinks.
Sometimes I feel bad for being antisocial 60% of the time, but I can't help it. I've always been this way. Sometimes I'm shocked that Niko is allowed in my bubble 99% of the time. It must be pheromones.
Say a prayer that I get my shit together by tomorrow afternoon? I'm going back to work. At least, that's the plan.
If any of you read to the bottom of this, I'm really fucking impressed.
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A new set from you would awesomely amazing and the people that don't get excited over you are total fuckheads.