Sharing IS Caring
First of all let me say damn. Just damn.
(and then we'll talk about my new room mate after)
I had never planned on going any where, I do plan on continuing to blog. I hope that some where that was understood... My inbox was over 200 strong; some just comments, and some emails. I had no idea that so many of you were out there touching a piece of my life every day. My warmest heart-felt thanks to each and every one of you... yes, even you.
I feel like an ass, maybe even a little guilt about being reactive in regards to my pictures. Most of my life I was over weight and akward, only recently getting to a point where I turn heads. Some of the emotional wounds that I endured earlier in life still surface... I'm certain that many of you relate to this, or are dealing with it still. Perhaps in retrospect that is why I took those comments to heart strongly... I've been lied to so many times the truth gets blurred.
Anyway, I then need to remember common sense. There was a rhyme and a reason to not posting my face in the first place.
I'm absolutely no celebrity mind you. But my stuff is read, heavily. By that I mean my publications, other alternate site self-help and reviews, and the readers that crossed over from the last place I contributed free erotica to. That's what this blog was originally designed for... to get closer to my readers and provide them a forum to 'touch' me on a daily basis.
I do have fans, I know nothing really about them... they could be in prison *shrug*.
But without them, I wouldn't be me... or successful in what I do.
So, if you're a fan sitting in prison right now, yes please enjoy my stuff... but for gods sake, Im not sure I want you knowing what my face looks like. Look at my pussy instead.
I feel warm and fuzzy thanks to you. I'm keeping every thing the way it is right now (including pictures), but the road ahead will be a little different.
Blondie, we're still going to Vegas... nothing has changed there. ;)
Why is Sharing Caring?
You'll notice things are a little different around Bubblegum Meltdown since Jesse moved in.
Aah sweet Jesse...
Sweet sweet Jesse, who seems to have fallen in love with my blog, and then proceeded to email me frantic over helping her with her profile picture and basic html code (not too IT savvy that one).
Jesse will most likely pop in when I need a rest or she feels like it... which ever comes first. Honestly I think it will be a nice change to share my space for a while. Almost borders on comittment in a fucked up sort of way.
Well anyway, she'll be here as long as there's room for her shoes.
I cleaned out half of the closet to make room, I feel confident I did my part now.
(and then we'll talk about my new room mate after)
I had never planned on going any where, I do plan on continuing to blog. I hope that some where that was understood... My inbox was over 200 strong; some just comments, and some emails. I had no idea that so many of you were out there touching a piece of my life every day. My warmest heart-felt thanks to each and every one of you... yes, even you.
I feel like an ass, maybe even a little guilt about being reactive in regards to my pictures. Most of my life I was over weight and akward, only recently getting to a point where I turn heads. Some of the emotional wounds that I endured earlier in life still surface... I'm certain that many of you relate to this, or are dealing with it still. Perhaps in retrospect that is why I took those comments to heart strongly... I've been lied to so many times the truth gets blurred.
Anyway, I then need to remember common sense. There was a rhyme and a reason to not posting my face in the first place.
I'm absolutely no celebrity mind you. But my stuff is read, heavily. By that I mean my publications, other alternate site self-help and reviews, and the readers that crossed over from the last place I contributed free erotica to. That's what this blog was originally designed for... to get closer to my readers and provide them a forum to 'touch' me on a daily basis.
I do have fans, I know nothing really about them... they could be in prison *shrug*.
But without them, I wouldn't be me... or successful in what I do.
So, if you're a fan sitting in prison right now, yes please enjoy my stuff... but for gods sake, Im not sure I want you knowing what my face looks like. Look at my pussy instead.
I feel warm and fuzzy thanks to you. I'm keeping every thing the way it is right now (including pictures), but the road ahead will be a little different.
Blondie, we're still going to Vegas... nothing has changed there. ;)
Why is Sharing Caring?
You'll notice things are a little different around Bubblegum Meltdown since Jesse moved in.
Aah sweet Jesse...Sweet sweet Jesse, who seems to have fallen in love with my blog, and then proceeded to email me frantic over helping her with her profile picture and basic html code (not too IT savvy that one).
Jesse will most likely pop in when I need a rest or she feels like it... which ever comes first. Honestly I think it will be a nice change to share my space for a while. Almost borders on comittment in a fucked up sort of way.
Well anyway, she'll be here as long as there's room for her shoes.
I cleaned out half of the closet to make room, I feel confident I did my part now.
posted by Everything Nice at 7:57 PM
5 Comments:
ok, i'll look at your pussy. and for the asshole that upset you, i need his blog address. we're vindictive motherfuckers.
okay Im coming in late but I just want to hug ya ((((((you))))))) cause I cant imagine what you've gone through or how it felt. this world is soooo looks oriented and we as fragile human beings seek and need afirmation to our longing to belong or fit in or at least... not be made fun of. Ive been lucky... no I dont think Im the best looking or any of that... but just in my body type (I can effin eat and eat all day and not gain an ounce... like today foreinstance) and God has truly blessed me with good friends and... okay maybe I have the *makes quote signs with fingers* illusion of good looks. But... if anyone thinks I am "good looking" its NOT because of anything I did to earn or deserve it... it's something that God blessed me with (God I feel embarressed and conceited just typing this... I hope it doesnt come out that way cause I dont mean it like that)
anyway... what Im trying to say is...
God gives us each a special gift or gifts... from this posting I gather God has blerssed you with lots of good good friends... and isnt that... in the end... the best of ALL gifts... again... especially on a day like today
Happy Thanksgiving
Romey
and I do too visit you
(from a comment you left on blondies post)
Emma
Happy to see your back. I emailed you but if you have that many, well you may never find it. :D
I bet you feel loved and wanted by your readers now. And so you should.
BTW, nice to see you visited me in the night, thanks for the complement.
Big hugs & kisses.
Suze
EN:
You know what? It was after you posted a picture of your face, which for some unknown reason was difficult for you, that I tried posting an HNT pic of my own.
That was HUGE for me. I don't think I'll post more pics but just having that one or two out there is a big step for me.
For that I must thank you.
I'm not blessed with a lot of friends. I'm not blessed with 'good looks'. I'm not blessed with a body that will let me eat all day without gaining weight. I have issues.
Big issues.
But I am blessed with intellect. That's something I'm very proud of. My biggest blessing? My wife and daughters. Without them I'm not sure exactly where my life would be.
We all have demons but thankfully we all have angels. You just need to know where to look.
I'm glad you are here.
Thanks for being who you are not who someone else thinks you are!
I am in a similar situation to Dan in that I have never been blessed with good looks or that male model body shape. You and other bloggers out there make me feel better about myself and help me keep life moving in the right direction.
I think that most of us have "hidden" issues that are brought to the surface at odd and uncomfortable times. The difference in people like you, me, Dan and the rest of us is how we deal with them.
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