Pretty much the same person, only twenty years and a couple of fashion trends apart?

Oh no wait! No-one cares…

A man can legally marry a video game character in Japan….and there is actually a real live man, that wants to marry one!!!

The man who calls himself SAL9000 is set to marry his virtual girlfriend from a video game called Love Plus this weekend.

Sal9000 marries video game character...attempt to set world record for masturbation

CNN reports that…SAL9000  fell in love with one of the virtual girls named Nene Anegasaki and decided to marry her and take her on a honeymoon to Guam.

Since the girl doesn’t really exist, that meant he took his Nintendo DS to Guam.

Sal9000 plans on holding a public wedding and reception this weekend in Tokyo in a bid to become the worlds most committed masturbator ever, and by the looks of things, he is well on his way to securing that dubious distinction.

He is set to make a world’s record run at simulated sex with a simulated virtually un-real woman…now his wife.

BoingBoing has the details on the ceremony, which was broadcast live on the Japanese site Nico Nico Douga.

BoingBoing notes that the ceremony included an MC, deejay, and a priest. It kicked off with a sideshow of photos highlighting the bride and groom’s “special moments together.”

The groom, who calls himself “SAL 9000″, reportedly had a string of anime girlfriends before Nene.

I imagine if you can marry a fake wife, then you can only suffer the threat of a fake divorce…and you ensure the fact that you will never get her pregnant, if that is any consolation.

Sal9ooo met his fiance while playing the virtual reality game called Love Plus which is a little different type of dating simulations game;Love Plus requires players to take out the virtual girl on dates, buy her gifts and make their girlfriends happy like they would in real life.

I don’t get it,…if you have to do all of that, why not just go out and get a real live women.You will put in the same amount of work, but you have the added benefit of being able to feel and touch a real woman.

I am confused…maybe I am just old-fashioned.

The player can increase their abilities by studying, working out and solving problems of their virtual girlfriend, but if they fail to make their girlfriend happy, the game will restart after 100 days.

I am pretty sure that falling in love with and marrying your video game girlfriend is a sign of some sort of mental illness, and I do not mean to make light of it.

Hopefully his friends and associates will get him some help,…in the meantime he should unplug, go out to a club, and try to pick up some real women.

…Step Away From the Video Game…I know there are plenty of real women in Tokyo for you to get with,..I seen them!!!

You can even have her dress up like an Anime character if you like,…that might be fun,but at least she would be real…

Source…http://www.myfoxdfw.com/dpp/news/dpgo-Man-to-Marry-2D-Virtual-Girlfriend-mb-200911211258828337252

je sais. Je sais.

Comme des vieilles chaussettes, comme mon nabaztag qui parlait trop , comme la vieille robe  dans le fond de son placard, comme ma tenue de sport,  comme les pulls de mami, comme les endives au fromage et les épinards…….

Je t’ai zappé, délaissé, oublié, laissé crever…..

Non… Non…

Oh non, pas les gros yeux, pas le regard grondeur, pas la moue pleine de reproche.. Promis, promis je vais essayer de plus t’abandonner petit blooouuuggg

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une   pensée toute particulière a twiny.

I was recently interviewed by an Magazine:

What have you done since graduating?
I have obtained my own studio and contributed to a variety of publications including a-n Magazine and Dazed and Confused.

Have you stayed in the same city of the university/college at which you studied?
I thought it essential I remain in London after graduating. I had developed a variety of strong working relationships during my MA and on the whole my peer group remained in this area. London is the second highest exporter of visual arts and essentially I have more access to a greater variety of different work here.
Furthermore the studio complex I currently reside is relatively cheap and run by artists who understand the challenges recent graduates face.

Who is the most unlikely person to have influenced you since graduating?
I worked as a temp at a museum for a short while. I met many people with different backgrounds to my own, not necessarily visual arts based. Working with archaeologists in particular gave me a wider perspective and influenced many of the issues I currently write about (in particular creolisation and the bonds between time and space).

What is the most rewarding thing that you have done since (that is relevant to students now, but not necessarily arts related)?
After my contribution to the April edition of a-n Magazine I was offered my first solo exhibition at the Red Gate Gallery, London. This kind of clarified the intertwining nature of being an artist for me: that we have to almost operate as an entrepreneur, operating within different fields to become successful.

What is the worse job you have done since graduating, and what is the best thing that you took from it?
I worked in a museum warehouse stacking books. It was such a mundane and repetitive environment but it just made me more driven to succeed. The worst moment came when I was told off for reading a book. I found it incredible that an institute supposedly designed to nurture knowledge could be so oppressive. The worst thing was I was reading a chapter on the burning of the Jaffna University Library by the Sinhalese United National Party at the time…! Nevertheless, it made me very aware of the levels of control major organisations, particularly in London, have on how we understand the visual arts.

When you were studying, what advice/support did you feel was missing and can you provide this information to students that are completing their Degrees now?
I do not believe enough emphasis is placed on art as a business. This leaves graduates unprepared for post-education and unaware of the level of financial know-how they need to have a sustainable practice. I believe 50% of art education should be dedicated to teaching students how to be self-employed. For every Alain Badiou text students read they should be studying Charles Leadbeater and NESTA’s Attacking the Recession.

Is there any advice/support that you did gain whilst studying that you would pass on to the people studying arts based degrees now?
Prepare thoroughly: If you do not spend time finding out about whom you will be working with, whether a certain gallery exhibits your type of work, what percentage cut a gallery takes in any work sold, who is responsible for insurance etc. you will be in trouble.

What other information or advice can you provide that is relevant to your profession now that you would consider as particularly relevant to students?
Know your strengths and weaknesses. If an open submission is asking for ceramic artists and you are a painter do not waste yours and their time by applying. Be specific about what you want to achieve.

Haven’t blogged much these last couple of months. Have been completely immersed in chapters 21 and 22. Seem to be living a double life. I have this strange connection with Luke Joseph. During daylight hours I’m him. I know exactly what he’s feeling or thinking. It’s like he’s my twin.

I’ve also been ill. Is it the strain of being Luke?  His life is pretty intense. I’m as bruised and as beaten as a Dodgem Car. Fortunately, it didn’t prevent me from going to Muse’s Resistance tour! Would have taken nothing short of a hurricane to keep me at home.

The stage was their most elaborate so far. It had apparently taken eighty crew members to build, evidenced by the huge mass of trucks outside the arena! Three huge towers dominated the stage, with Escher like figures going up and down staircases and as they started to play, curtains fell to reveal the three band members playing in the middle of each of them.  Mr. F. reckoned it was their best set so far. Personally I thought their sound was a bit wobbly at first – on top of those 3 columns. (Do they secretly suffer from Vertigo?)

They didn’t take off really until the towers lowered them to the ground. During “New Born,” the place was chock full of lazers which bounced off the seats at the back like thousands of stars. I was completely awed. The set and lights might have been pretty crazy but Matt didn’t seem as mad as usual. He did his usual twists and turns and knees slides but there was no trashing of guitars here, jumping off of podiums or flinging a guitar into the audience. Even his clothes were relatively subdued. But I suppose that’s one of the things I love about Muse – they shuffle on stage, ordinary as your mates down in the pub, saying little more than “hi” or “love you”. Then they rev up and you’re blown away by the most jaw dropping, mind blowing music around.

Yep, their music was as astonishing as usual!  There were beefed up versions songs and various interludes – heavy rock, jazz that cool little back b-side, “Nishe.” ”There were a few disappointments too – there was no string orchestra and they only played Part 1 of the uber amazing “Exogenesis Symphony.” And what happened to the Chopin Matt, at the end of “United States?”

My mates reckoned the best part was when Chris and Dom jammed together, standing on a column than span round. It was so LOUD – difficult to believe it was just two people! But for me the songs of the night were: “Exogenesis 1” (my favourite track from “The Resistance”) and I liked the way the towers seemed to swim underwater, the rocking, ear-splitting, “Unnatural Selection.”  United States” was incredibly moving. But my ultra – best track was “Stockholm Syndrome.”  The foundations of the building were shaking in that. I swear!

Can’t wait to see what happens to the tour by the time it gets to Wembley. Please  please please though Matt, do you think we can have a string orchestra this time?

Haven’t blogged much these last couple of months. Have been completely immersed in chapters 21 and 22. Seem to be living a double life. I have this strange connection with Luke Joseph. During daylight hours I’m him. I know exactly what he’s feeling or thinking. It’s like he’s my twin. I’ve also been ill. Is it the strain of being Luke?  His life is pretty intense. I’ve been living life on a roller coaster.

Two bombs within minutes of each other exploded at a restaurant early Wednesday in Iraq’s shrine city of Karbala, wounding at least 26 people, police and medical officials said.

An Iraqi soldier stands guard along a highway near Karbala. (AFP Photo)

The first bomb targeted diners inside the restaurant in the heart of the city, located 110 kilometres (69 miles) south of the capital Baghdad, around 9:00 am (0600 GMT), causing several injuries, police said.

However, a second bomb minutes later, after an ambulance and medics had arrived to help the wounded, caused most of the casualties.

A senior health official for Karbala province told AFP that at least 26 people had been wounded in the attacks.

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These photos are  from a fashion spread in the newly launched publication TWIN. This shoot features Freja Beha Erichsen who is photographed like a punk rebel anarchist from the 70s. I love the whole theme and the styling has helped execute the story well. Thumbs up!

Stylist: Gillian Wilkins

Photography: Boo George

IMG|SOURCE: FGR

The 3Gs – Germination Growth Greatness

by Fatima Masood

Germination

‘I Know Who You Are!’ originated in January 2007 when both of us were enjoying every bit of our routine. We were in our second year of teaching at Pristine Private, Mariam had stepped into coordinatorship and I was enjoying my new designation of a Reading Teacher. Our professional life was going on strong and we did not have to bring work home which gave us a good chunk of time to make use of.

Way back in 2004 we had started writing our philosophy of life and intended to get it published as a book. All the while, our first writings were reckoning us and pleading for attention. Whenever both of us would talk about taking on something interesting to do, working at the book would be on the list, unsaid. We had realised that writing brought a pleasing harmony within ourselves and generated a great feeling of content.

So, both of us, while ironing clothes, washing dishes, taking a shower, watching television, playing video games, listening to the radio and so on, were thinking of writing but what actually we should start with, was the question.

Then, all of a sudden, we started talking about how people have difficulty in understanding each other and having a workable relationship. Although the challenge was of high complexity it required a simple solution.

Thinking about the diversity of people that exist and their unique personalities, I thought it was important to, first of all, visually make the difference appear. Just because humans physically look similar they expect each other to have a similar set of thoughts, opinions, and believe that everyone has identical priorities. The idea of making characters that would have distinct physical features germinated, which looked fresh and interesting.

The first character that came to my mind was of a person with long fingernails who would go around creating trouble, Scuff as we know him now. Another character that appeared clearly in my imagination was of Headspin, ever-ready human talking machine.

It was only when these two characters were clear in my mind, to support the concept of making the task of ‘understanding people’ easy for people in general, I spoke to Mariam about it. We were in our car, parked in a parking lot near our apartment building. We were waiting for our sister, Faryal to join us after she was done with her work in a nearby shop. Since we had been recently thinking hard of a project to take off, it wasn’t a bad time and place to start off the discussion. Although I was not very sure if Mariam would accept the concept and moreover, prioritise it over our other projects, she did surprise me with her reaction.

Our very first discussion was very successful. We talked about how we would show the co-existence of all these characters and transcript the real-life challenges people face with each other in day-to-day life. Mariam came up with the idea of Flipside, a person who looks at the incidents in the past as a guide to the future. The discussion was let loose on the note that we would both think in isolation and hopefully come up with similar ideas to talk about.

A month later, from January 2007, another character came into shape. Sticklip was finalised to join the trio of Headspin, Scuff and Flipside. He was a result of in-depth dialogue that involved discussing the relevance of Sticklips in the society and the numbers he might be found in.

The team of five was completed when the character of a corrector came into being, Hammerhead. From the time we had approved of the concept of the book, we were looking for a strong character that would be influential and ingenious when it comes to helping people resolve their problems. The only challenge was to associate the right kind of physical feature to the character. Finally, Allah helped us in guiding our thinking and we came up with the concept of Hammerhead.

That was it! The awesome fivesome were born and we, as authors, were ready to associate attributes, behaviour, thought and insight to them.

Still, there were many questions circling our minds;

Would we find enough ideas to develop these characters equally strongly?
Would these characters come out to be as distinct as they are made to appear?
How would we present the concept of our distinct characters to the readers?
How would the physical features of these characters be associated to the common people found in the society?

Growth

Once a new destination has been decided and the map is in the hand, travelling becomes a courageous task. The fear of the unknown and uncertainty take turns in making a person think twice about his decision. Something similar is what both of us, Mariam and Fatima, went through after all the Character Skins had been born.

Pushing all the hurdles – thoughts, doubts and uncertainties off the path, we worked our energies to develop the Character Skins, in detail. We had decided three aspects of each Character Skin which formed the foundation of their development – Appearance, Interaction and Insight.

The first section, Appearance, would describe the way the Character Skins would look. A unique and interesting description was written for each Character Skin, which complimented their name and their personality.

The next area of work was to establish how the Character Skins would interact with the society. What influence do they have on the people around them, how socially acceptable or unacceptable they are. In order to address these points, a segment called Interactions was designed. Every Character Skin’s interaction was thought out and written in the most unique way. Unusual headlines, sayings, metaphors and ideas were crafted in words to make the discovery of the Character Skins interesting.

The last area to work on was to decide the Character Skin’s ideology of life – what thoughts reside largely in their minds, what explanations do they give to themselves in order to justify their behaviour, what do they have to say about the society and people, what is their perspective of life. This was the trickiest bit in the development of the Character Skins. While working on this area, Mariam and I made sure that none of the Character Skins had a negative set of beliefs or thoughts. We were, Alhamdulilah, successful in devising a strong ideology for every Character Skin and a theory to support their behaviour.

In general, the development of the Character Skins was a challenging task – to make each character as powerful as the other – unique in appearance, realistic in interactions and equipped with differentiated yet strong beliefs and thoughts. The attributes that were assigned to each Character Skin originated partially from our detailed study of action and reaction and partially from our imagination.

Once the work on the Character Skins was done it seemed, as if, our book was over. We gained a great sense of achievement and happiness from the accomplishment of the Character Skins. It was this ‘knowledge of the people’ that we wanted to share with people. The total word count of the Character Skins that resided in five separate MS Word documents was 19,236 on 28th August 2007.

(This information has been extracted from the ‘Word Count’ document which has a monthly record of the word count in each document related to the book.)

From online research we came to know that 20,000 words is the length of many books and so we got a stronger feeling of having finished writing our book. From this feeling the desire of seeing our work in bookshops arose. What do you think that would have led us to?

Discussions started to find a storyline in which we would embed the concept of Character Skins. It didn’t take us long to settle with the story of a boy who is given the knowledge of the Character Skins by his grandfather through a set of mystical things. We believed that the mix of fiction – story of the boy, magic and more, with non-fiction – the concept of Character Skins, would give the readers a unique flavour.

Initially, both of us had decided to make Grandfather convey the knowledge of people – Character Skins, to his grandson, over the period of 2-3 nights. We had planned long insets which would serve the purpose of sharing the Character Skins with the world. However, this implied that there was nothing much happening in the life of the boy, no tale, no twists and turns.

Faryal, our elder sister had a discussion with us where she said that the happening in the life of the boy are as important as the revelation of the concept of Character Skins. In order to make people interested to read more, there had to be some development in the story. Moreover, the insets were loaded with concepts and ideas which would be difficult for the readers to understand and enjoy if the insets were very long.

Her idea was right and so… it meant more work for us!

We prepared ourselves for meeting the agendas for the coming days.

Another destination was visualised and once again, we had the map in our hand…

History repeated itself and we began taking confident steps towards it!

Greatness

A flamboyant thought of Character Skins tuned into a fine story of Sultan, the book ‘I Know Who You Are!’ has been a great experience for us in many ways.

From the very beginning to the publication of the book, many interesting facts made the book special for us. Some are here…

The book took almost, exactly one year to complete.
Olympia publishers were the first publishers we sent our proposal/query to.
Olympia Publishers were the only publishers to whom the entire manuscript of ‘I Know Who You Are!’ was sent to.
The query was sent of via email on 4th March and the publishing contract was signed on 4th July 2008, exactly 4 months.
‘I Know Who You Are!’ gave us an opportunity to explore the different writing styles within us. An explanation of the claim would be that the book has a variety of narration styles – first person narrative, third person narrative, enriched with figurative language and timely flashbacks. The knowledge of the Character Skins gives a taste of text book form of writing – unusual concepts revealed in simple words; sure to be enjoyed by all.

The book has the complexity of life, in the form of Character Skins, blended into the charm of magic, in the form of the mystical things Sultan finds in his grandfather’s cupboard. It is the wisdom of life garnished with the twists and turns life can take any moment.

The storyline involves a Grandfather making his grandson, Sultan, aware of the different people that exist in this world – different thoughts, diverse likings, different priorities and diverse behaviours. Sultan’s grandfather tells him that a successful life can be lead if an understanding of the people is developed through the knowledge of Character Skins. Since a complex concept of Character Skins is presented to a young boy in the book, the story becomes an interesting read. It caters to the tastes of readers of all ages.

Something worth mentioning here is the challenge we had to face during the process of writing the book. It was the difficulty we faced in designing conversations and situations that would illuminate the personalities of the Character Skins. It was a challenging cycle to complete.

Observe actions and reactions that gave birth to Character Skins

Designing and development of Character Skins

Placing Character Skins into the Story to exhibit their traits

By the time situations and conversations had to be designed for the story, Mariam and I had forgotten the original incidents that had led to the birth of the Character Skins. So, we had the Character Skins as a strong guide to develop conversations but the initial impressions of people from the environment had faded away. Thus, we took a lot of time to design scenes and construct conversations that would bring out the different traits of Character Skins in real-life situations.

The book presents a variety of thinking patterns and beliefs that make people do wonderful and weird things in life. From the treasure box, these are a few gems…

Rescue the sinking boat of life with a cork of happiness. ~ Flipside

Don’t leave life until life leaves you! ~Hammerhead

Let the world see your drawing room not your storeroom. ~Sticklip

Save human resources; avoid thinking and hard work! ~ Headspin

The minority is affected by what the majority accepts. So what? ~ Scuff

The book is special to us, as authors and very beneficial, as readers. At the time of proof reading the book, we clashed into concepts and statements; we had ourselves forgotten after writing. It was like opening a jewellery box and re-discovering ornaments that had been kept a long time ago. After reading the book thrice, I still, certainly wouldn’t mind reading it again, especially some of my favourite parts.

My message to people who don’t read books – Grab this one for yourself, you’ll have a great time.

My message to people who read books – This book is an engrossing first-read and more enjoyable the second time, really!

so my twin ashley went kinda hard.

my twin had a rough night. and don’t i know about rough nights. smh. aren’t i the QUEEN of “eff that nigga. he aint sh*t”s and “im done. like—REALLY done”s….yep. i can go on and onnn for days with those.

and tonight, she was reciting all those lines she knows she doesn’t mean. because they made her feel better about her reality.

if only she knew. those lines don’t make you feel any different. no matter HOW many times you say them. or how profane. or to who. they don’t mean A THING, because you will still wake up in the morning and have to remind yourself not to be in love.

because you will still see the things you two shared. the gifts. the pictures. the clothes. the hats. the shoes.

and then you will think about the laughs. and jokes. and phonecalls. and the “good nights”.

which makes you remember the fights. and the deception. and the text messages. and the “bad nights”.

so maybe this is what she needs. maybe she needs reality more and more and more often, because she takes her bad nights and turns them into GOOD GOOD days…

and she’s good at it.

me…

i just continue to die over and over and over again until i get tired of being dead…and decide to live.

we’re both trying. we just have different methods. lol. different approaches.

different factors. different situations. different issues.

same motive:

bad bitch lifestyle. full control of our emotions with no restrictions. no weaknesses. no wiggs. no pt.

for now (:

~ by AshleyGoose on 23 November 2009.

my twin had a rough night. and don’t i know about rough nights. smh. aren’t i the QUEEN of “eff that nigga. he aint sh*t”s and “im done. like—REALLY done”s….yep. i can go on and onnn for days with those.

and tonight, she was reciting all those lines she knows she doesn’t mean. because they made her feel better about her reality.

if only she knew. those lines don’t make you feel any different. no matter HOW many times you say them. or how profane. or to who. they don’t mean A THING, because you will still wake up in the morning and have to remind yourself not to be in love.

because you will still see the things you two shared. the gifts. the pictures. the clothes. the hats. the shoes.

and then you will think about the laughs. and jokes. and phonecalls. and the “good nights”.

which makes you remember the fights. and the deception. and the text messages. and the “bad nights”.

so maybe this is what she needs. maybe she needs reality more and more and more often, because she takes her bad nights and turns them into GOOD GOOD days…

and she’s good at it.

me…

i just continue to die over and over and over again until i get tired of being dead…and decide to live.

we’re both trying. we just have different methods. lol. different approaches.

different factors. different situations. different issues.

same motive:

bad bitch lifestyle. full control of our emotions with no restrictions. no weaknesses. no wiggs. no pt.

for now (:

WHEEEEE
PRESSIES
YUMMY FOOD ><
PRINCESS SHERLYN : ))
公主与丫头
let me have a taste of being the princess ha
ha chemistry
tube dress+jacket+heels=pwned ha
i looked like im promoting the cam ha
yeong ur flower dress : )
too bad we din get to see each other ha
show u next time
♥ U

Il suo nome era Laura e io l’ho vista risplendere nel sole nell’oscurità del bosco: ho visto il suo sorriso

Noi piangevamo e io l’ho vista ridere

eravamo tristi e io l’ho vista danzare

Era Laura, viva nei miei sogni

Era Laura, la sua voce era vita,

il suo sorriso ci diceva che piangere era giusto,

il bosco era la nostra tristezza,

la danza era la sua voce

Era Laura venuta a salutarmi con un bacio

David Lynch’s Twin Peaks

Ci stiamo drogando con il telefilm I Segreti di Twin Peaks,

meraviglia della tv dei primi anni ‘90

Here are our additional photos taken during our Coron Island hopping. Enjoy!

 A Bangladeshi toddler separated this week from her conjoined twin sister was talking and behaving normally Thursday after waking from a medically induced coma, the head of the surgery team said.

Trishna is already doing well enough that she could leave intensive care, said Wirginia Maixner, director of neurosurgery at Royal Children’s Hospital.

“She looks brilliant, she is talking, she is being Trishna, she is behaving the way she always has,” Maixner told reporters. “She’s phenomenally good.”

Her sister, Krishna, will be slowly brought out of the coma later Thursday, Maixner said. Krishna will have a longer period of adjustment as the separation brought more changes to her body and brain’s blood circulation.

Krishna, is seen at the Royal Children’s Hospital Melbourne in Australia.

Maixner said they hoped to have an indication Thursday night or early Friday about how Krishna’s brain was responding. MRI scans Wednesday showed no signs of brain injury.

Maixner said there may be minor changes to the girls from where their brains were separated but that overall the brains looked good.

“I can tell you that it’s not until I saw that scan that I had my first breath of relief,” she said, revealing she did a short “chicken dance” when she saw the positive images. “The scans look great. I believe we’ve brought them through safely. I believe that the girls will come out really, really good.”

The twins, who turn 3 next month, had been joined at the top of their heads and shared brain tissue and blood vessels. They were separated Tuesday after 25 hours of delicate surgery, and then underwent an additional six hours of reconstructive work.

Maixner said after the girls have recovered, their next hurdle will be learning to walk.

“There will be a process before the girls start walking and they have gone through so much in the last two years that it will take a bit of time — but they will get there,” she said.

Doctors had earlier said there was a 50-50 chance that one of the girls could suffer brain damage from the complicated separation.

An aid worker first saw Trishna and Krishna in a Bangladeshi orphanage in 2007 when they were only a month old, and arranged for them to be brought to Australia.

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I’m back in Coffs today, the bus AND train were late so I got home later than I was suppose to. I was happy to see that my car was where I left it. Hurrah!

For those of you who are joining me now, I’ve been accepted to be published in adult mens magazines(both nude, one explicit), and I’m so excited about it! They interviewed me over the phone, and I’m due to be published Dec and Jan.

I thought some questions might be good trivia:

What’s your fave sexual acts?

I mainly love penetration, my fave sexual position is doggy style, especially for sex with strangers or anyone who’s not my boyfriend – the cock can get so much deeper in this position and it’s the optimal for getting your hair fisted/pulled. I find that for my boyfriend I love missionary as I get to see his face in pleasure and kiss him, which for some reason I can only really lose myself in it with my boyfriend. I also like giving blowjobs for a bit but not all the time until they cum or it gets boring. I like to mix and match, oral, hands, pussy… but have always found it awkward receiving it from men other than my boyfriend.

Where’s the craziest place you’ve had sex?

I wouldn’t really say that I’ve had sex in a crazy place, what is a crazy place? I’ve had sex in a variety of places including a pool, sauna, children’s cubby house, university student association lounge… There are others, but they aren’t really ‘crazy’. I’d hope that over time I can add to the list, and get some more public-type places on there.

Do you have a fantasy?

I always had a fantasy of a threesome, being between two men. No, I’ve never had a threesome. Anyhow in the fantasy I’m always fucked double penetration, one cock in my pussy and one in my ass. Though the funny thing is I’ve never been into anything anal, it’s just the idea of having two guys sandwich me. I would also love to have one in my pussy and one in my mouth. Part of it is the thought of being used by two men for pleasure like a slut, and part of it is being all about me.

That’s enough for now I think. If you have specific questions you’d like me to answer ask away! I received a disc of photos from a photoshoot in Kenthurst, Sydney today. If you’d like to see some, drop me a comment. Indenticle twins command you.

XOX

agreeing with my twin on this one.
i want my husband to be an Omega.
so our christmas tree can be laced in a purple and gold.
and he can bark at me all night.
and him and my daddy will always get along.

they seriously do something to me.
and it has to be a chocolate one.
i
will
not
take
no
for
an
answer.
so here’s a toast to a good ol 2016ish?me and my omega psi phi man:)

my husband.

MELBOURNE, Nov. 19 (UPI) –

One of the toddlers separated from her conjoined twin in a 32-hour operation in Australia was talking and appeared to be doing well, doctors said.

She looks brilliant, said neurosurgeon Wirginia Maixner. She’s talking. She’s being Trishna. She’s behaving the way she normally did.

Trishna was awakened from an induced coma Thursday and doctors expect to wake her twin sister, Krishna, later in the day, The Times of London reported.

Trishna and Krishna, orphans from Bangladesh who turn 3 next month, were joined at the head and shared a skull, blood vessels and brain tissue before the marathon surgery and reconstruction by 16 surgeons and nurses at the Royal Children’s Hospital in Melbourne.

Maixner said brain scans showed no early signs of brain damage.

The brains look really, really good on the scans. We’re really, really happy, she said.

The two girls were abandoned by their parents in Dhaka soon after birth…

See the full post at Separated twin awakened from coma

mannn. i’m sitting here bumping this old, played out jagged edge “gotta be”, writing on my wall, sipping on my specialty drink, saying in my mind “i promise if i make it out of this alive, i will never do this again. i promise.” i pinky-swear to myself. (are pinky-swears with myself actually legit? umm DUH.)

it’s 2:30am. i have that godforsaken 8am tomorrow, but i’m just sitting here chilling because this whole day has been ” TOOOOOOO MUCH”.

then my husband musiq soulchild “newness” comes on. and i’m definitely boomin now. drawing hearts and smileys on the wall, like “man, happiness ain’t but a thing right now, ash. tomorrow is gon’ be type easy. trust me.”

then, i get to thinking about that boy. so i call. twice. don’t judge, but he doesn’t answer. so in my mind, i’m like “way to kill the mood, skinny. way to kill the mood”. smh.

so i hang up. tad bit disappointed that i cared a tad bit about how his day went. but that’s an oh well. *shrugs shoulders*. #thatslife. [ BE BOOMIN ON TWITTER AS WELL. lol.]

then as i sit on the edge of my bed staring at these fuzzy socks, the twin texts me like, “life’s gonna be okay.promise.”

i don’t believe you. i’m just gonna keep telling you that i do though, so that i won’t sound weak, but i know better. because nothing is realer than me googling this tattoo removal parlor down the street from my house. and me staring at this brown paper bag girl’s number in my phone ready to call her and spazz. i save her number under “downgrade” and it makes my entire night.

then this fefe dobson comes on. not too many of you know about her, but she goes in on this “kiss me fool”, like “who should i be to make you love me? what does it mean to be alone? you got me wondering if i’m good enough, pretty enough, giving enough, special enough? who should i be to make you love me?”.

mannn. EFF THAT SONG. i’m a boss.

i’m sitting over here laughing at myself, because when i take these shots, i start saying stuff like this to myself in my mind…

and i actually be believing it. hahaha.

but…forreal. this night is for the birds. i don’t need nobody but me and my aces. and the few boys i care about…a little bit.

i know life’s gonna be okay.

there is no other option. DUH.

b u t…about this tattoo though?

you can’t tell me you feel me because you DON’T.

you can’t tell me what you would do in my position, because you’re not here.

you are not dealing with this conflict.

you are not coping with these changes.

you have a choice.

you had a chance to plead your case.

you told your side of the story and it was taken into consideration.

no one wanted to hear mine.

i am sitting here

forced into silence

not even knowing what i did wrong.

and you keep telling me that it will be okay.

and that i will move on.

and that one day, i will wake up and i will be over him.

and i did.

i went to sleep and i didn’t smell him in my sheets anymore.

i woke up and i didn’t picture his face in my mind.

i started a day without calling him.

i got through a day without missing him.

i got through a meal without considering him.

you were right.

but what you never told me was,

after i got over him,

what i am supposed to do next.

man. i’m jealous.

how is it that my twin can be out here BOOMIN, and i’m in here DYING? lol.

how come she gets to live free and stuff like that?

how come she gets to smile and her pimp game be on 3000?

how come her statuses don’t be having nothing to do with my spec?

how come she doesn’t wake up on her deathbed everyday?

ugh.

maybe because she consciously makes these decisions every second of the day. she chooses to be happy. she chooses to live.

i feel it.

i guess.

watch me choose from now on.

say hello to

boss bitch

laguna

two-piece bathing suit

pina colada sipping

couldn’t care less

cardigan

skirt

boots.

lavish life.

feel me?

i used to have friends. like REAL friends. not “friends” who text you when everybody else was busy. or “friends” who call other people friends, but talk about them all day long.

nah.

i used to have friends.

but that’s what college is for right? to meet people and figure out why God put them in your life and to make sure you can tell if it’s for a week, for a season, or for forever.

so i guess my “friends” were just here for a season. or maybe a few semesters.

and that’s fine.

now that i can clear my slate, i can recognize and appreciate the people who remain and have been here from the beginning.

and that’s real.

to teffonlenarr–my older brother. my very FIRST bestfriend. i am so glad that i have you to fall back on. love you more than i love myself.

to thing2–you already know.  me and you. eleven years. maid of honors. going strong. can’t touch this. lol.

to my brownsugar–my babe. you and me until the world ends.

to jameelynn, who i shall call the “roomie”–you will always be my ace. no matter how many times i want to push you down the stairs, nothing can compare to the pleasure i get from rubbing your knees.

to my rayofsunshine–thank you for constantly being my inspiration. even if you had no idea that you are. lol.

to my twin–thank you for keeping my head on straight these days. like–forreal. thank you for checking my vitals and keeping me ALIVE on a daily basis.

to PYT–wish it could have ended on better terms.

to cajun–it deserved to have ended on better terms.

but that’s life, right?

you live and you love and you definitely learn from both of those.

[15:06] Karina watched Shade as she moved over to him, her eyes on the girl, head shaking in a bit of wonder as again she was staring into those eyes, she lifts her gaze to Serpent “May i speak to your girl for a moment, Killer?”

[15:06] Nightshade couldn’t help herself when her fingers curled around his boot, she didn’t want to demand attention but his presence more than just a dream was needed. She smiles up to him lovingly .. having missed being near his boot.

[15:07] Yash finishes the last section and lets the hair hang loose, letting the other sections loose as she changed her mind and likes it down for now

[15:07] Serpent looks to the free woman, ‘Yes of course.. Shade go to the free woman’

[15:07] Nightshade lets go of his boot “Yes my Master.” she answers obediently.

[15:08] Yash leans forward and sniffs her hair, a lovely fruity essence, she grins to her and tugs her hair playfully, settling back again

[15:08] Karina nodded her thanks to him and looked down to her, brows furrowing in thought as she asked quietly “Shade…do you have family…a sister in particular?”

[15:09] Karina  nods over to Sombra by way of greeting, but kept her attention on Shade for the moment

[15:09] Yash  looks over to shade, wondering about her own twin who roamed the lands, she rubs at her temple

[15:09] Nightshade looks up startled she had expected a question about chores, perhaps something that still needed to be done. Her own personal life was hardly of interest she thought “I don’t know Mistress, when I came to Gor, I didn’t remember my previous life.” she said apologizing already for not knowing.

[15:10] Serpent flicks her eyes to the free woman

[15:10] Serpent turns to his slave ‘That is true.. ‘ he says to the free woman.. ‘as far back as I have known her.. she knows nothing.. why do you ask lady?’

[15:12] Nightshade smiles back to her own Master, he had been there when she entered the gates of laura. She notices Sombra and smiles her welcome before turning back to the Mistress wondering if there would be more questions.

[15:12] Karina nods her head slowly, unsure but she leaned close, stared into those beautifully unique eyes and bit her lip, answering him “The lady i met yesterday in the city, stated that she was in search of her sister, a twin. The lady has Shade’s eyes, though gave me the name Karlotte for her and well…i do not know Shade’s birth name. The lady wanted to see for herself but i wasnt willing to bring her here…i wanted to see first with you.”

[15:13] Serpent lips thin as he glances to his slave, she has said that name in her dreams ‘Nightshade is a barbarian girl.. she could have no family on Gor surely’

[15:13] Nightshade instantly looks up when the name her Master called comes up. He told her she had shouted it in her dreams. She looks suddenly afraid back over her shoulder, something was off she was never noticed or mentioned.

[15:15] Serpent ‘V.. investigate this.. I am curious.. ‘

[15:15] Karina: The lady states that she and her father never gave up hope…that at one point they’d travelled separately and they never heard back from this Karlotte. I did not know what to tell the lady, but i did mention that i knew of one with those same looks”

[15:16] Serpent ‘I see, well if you see her again.. I will wish to speak with her. ‘

[15:16] Yash  scrubs her head wondering if such could be so, she looks to them each as they speak, her imaginations growing

[15:17] Karina looks to V “The lady’s name is Caoimhe and she said she was staying with Lady Hermione in Salernum…” she trailed off and looked to Serpent. “I can do that, Killer, i just did not wish to bring her here”

[15:17] Nightshade shifted on her knees and looks again to her own Master, somehow hoping to return to his heel. She somehow felt fear rush inside her … dreams of relatives had left her a long time ago … the mere thought of having them was perhaps to painful.

[15:17] Serpent ‘culd be an elaborate trick perhaps..’

[15:17] Vendetta nods ‘ Aye will I will get all the details from karina ‘

[15:17] Severus Koskinen: nods to V ‘I may look into this if time permits.. ‘

[15:18] Sombra stays back and silent, tho watches Night worriedly

[15:18] Karina looked to Shade and waved her over, concern filling her eyes “Thank you Shade, you may go back to your Master”

[15:18] Vendetta loks at her longing for the concersation NOT ‘ As you wish Killer just let me know i have time while the mark sleeps ‘

[15:19] Nightshade ’s mind was racing .. how could people come to Gor if she was of earth and mor important why would they look for her she was just a slave. Her mind instantly to her own Master, wondering if his life was in danger.

[15:19] Serpent ‘yes far more time than I it seems, if you would look into this I would appreciate it.. ‘

[15:19] Yash  looks over seeing a flash of white, followed by a dark form she makes a cough and points a bit in the direction

[15:19] Vendetta nods ‘indeed ‘

[15:20] Serpent glances over..

[15:20] Yash  says quietly as she looks over, it was a bit odd how they stood there after making such haste up the stairs, as if they pondered whether to stay or run for their very lives

[15:21] Serpent perhaps the tavern should be utalised..

[15:21] Karina  glanced back, having seen them all look past her, she frowns “They were here earlier”

[15:22] Sombra quietly moves over closer to Night and the Master, feeling the tenseness in the air.

[15:22] Nightshade leans in against her Masters leg hoping on something reassuring, her mind raced … if she had a sister … a twin ? And a father still alive ? she pressed her cheek against his thigh although aware of the visitors and moving backwards if his muscle would tense and she would feel he needed the space.