Rihanna (relaying advice given to her by her deceased grandmother)
fuck rihanna and her dead granny
It started out so sweet sounding too
1. White tattoos will bleed off surrounding color and should never applied near or in contact of a colored tattoo.
2. They show best on a light or fair complexion types of skin. If your skin has a lot of freckles the tattoo may appear uneven or flecked, and on darker skin, show as a transparent…
Cool design for condom by Bosslogic https://www.behance.net/gallery/Safety-First/15234065
That street fighter condom…..I’d definitely buy it.
Her satisfaction level is over 9000! Omfg. It doesn’t help that I see Vegeta’s shadow… Didn’t he rape his woman!?
So, a friend of mine who plays a game really liked this sad quest… but you can only do quests once as a person, no matter how many classes you make… so when I got to the quest, I typed it out for them. I added in character effects, so it made more sense.
Maucolyn’s teeth are chattering from something other than cold, and he has the beseeching look of one seeking an adventure’s cure to a nasty ill.
Maucolyn: “I I need to talk to you, adventurer. I was down in the snowhouse, keepin’ outta the wind, when I hear whispers — I wear it on the lives of my chocobos. I can’t see anyone in there, but I’m sure I heard somethin’! Go an’ see who ‘twas, else I don’t know how I’ll sleep tonight.
Upon searching the area of First Discasterial Observatorium of Aetherial and Astrological Phenomena of Coerthas, you will discover a snowman, made between two igloos. Approaching the snowman and talking to him, you discover he talks.
Snowman: Hello, I are snowman, man of snow; dripping we is, our hold on life slipping… Sad I are so many dreams we had; rally my spirits, won’t you, ere the finale…
You have located the source of the voice. The speaker is a melting snowman, built by some knight in a carefree moment. Its sorrow at the impending thaw has given it voice… and now have to rally the snow man. You try to cheer the snowman up. In doing so, he speaks again.
Between emotes and simply clicking on the snowman, the only response you will receive: “Bye-bye cruel world, love is a lie and adventures soon die.”
Snowman: Profane you do our pain with a rally so mundane! As to shelter with a booth, my icebound heart do soothe.
You try to comfort the snowman. Your discomfort with this relationship is all too obvious. The snowman is affrotned, and you fear the anger will further unfreeze his flesh. There is a need to soothe the snowman or you shall be responsible for this sad demise.
Snowman: Willing I are to take the top billing; a battery of gallantry from the artillery of flattery; cheer us until dry are the tears…
The snowman does not feel any better, making you desire to now cheer for the snowman. You cheer the snowman on!
Snowman: Like me do you really twice does lightning strike? Kiss me, friend, if us you’ll miss! Throw it, though, not nice to smooch on snow.
Sometimes, passions burn the brightest when the end is near. His ardor enkindled by your lusty cheer, the snowman requests a kiss as proof of your fondness.You blow the snowman a kiss.
Snowman: Farewell, adventurer, so many troubles you quell. Peace we is at, drunk we have life to the lees. Bye-bye, world, all that lives must someday die.
It’s this moment that when clicking on the snowman, his normal ” Bye-bye cruel world, love is a lie and adventures soon die.” Comment is no more.
In a few minutes with you, the snowman has lived a lifetime — and now he is ready to go quietly into that good night. You feel bad, but there is nothing left to do but say goodbye to the snowman. You bid farewell to the snowman.
Snowman: ….Must someday die.
The snowman slowly fades into the night; no longer there.
Tears prickle your eyelids but do not weep, for you know the pain of frostbitten cheeks. Maucolyn will learn the truth, and mayhap weep in your stead.Returning to Maucolyn, the first thing that comes out of his mouth is a question.
Maucolyn: Did ye find who was talkin’? I can see from your aspect ye did!
A snowman? Ye don’t say. An’ speakin’ in rude poesy? I see now, someone’s havin’ a bit o’fun with the both of us, likely some young’uns. Haha! I’ll rest easy now, I can tell ye that.
Maucolyn happily dismisses the talking snowman as a youthful prank. A happy customer means a job well done, but your heart tells you it was no mummery.
The quest is complete.
The reason why most relationships don’t last long is that because most couples are just lovers but they’re not friends. That the relationship they got engaged in was based only on physical attraction, lust if you want to be brutal. It’s like they rushed into a relationship with only their physical admiration for each other not knowing everything that makes a relationship going. So when the physical attraction wore off, nothing hold them back together and the tendency is for them to break up. So just like everyone else is saying, it is better if a couple was not just lovers, but friends as well. So while looking for that someone you wanna give your heart with, you’ll not just going to find a girlfriend/boyfriend in their being, you’re also looking for a bestfriend. It’s not just about hitting two birds in one stone, it’s your heart and your happiness that’s at stake here.
amateur defined as :
- A person who engages in an art, science, study, or athletic activity as a pastime rather than as a profession.
- Not professional; unskillful.
- A person who does something poorly
- A person who is not skillful at a job or other activity
- One lacking in experience and competence in an art or science
- Showing a lack of professionalism, experience or talent.
- Old French and ultimately from Latin (amatorem nom. amator, “lover”) is generally considered a person attached to a particular pursuit, study, or science in a non-professional manner.
So, what exactly am I getting at here, besides explaining the meaning of amateur as crystal clear as possible?
One of the hardest parts of being an artist (musician, painter, model, photographer, make-up stylist, clothing stylist, cloth designer, and ect) is dealing with the seemingly endless awkward, inappropriate and downright rude comments hurled our way. Whether it’s an intended compliment or an ignorant ranting, most statements about our art are better left unsaid.
Oh, she she’s modeling? When does she plan on getting a job? I’m doing the same thing any other recent graduate would be doing, I’m just also modeling… an apparently, as am amateur.
No, I mean, what is your real job? Because when my grandmother or someone else so happily says, “she’s a model” I grimace rather than look proud, because that’s the response I usually get… or some disappointed look or… if it’s a girl my age, “I model too!” Then she shows me photos of herself, from a cell phone camera half nude or entirely nude. Bent over, finger in mouth, with a baby in the background or some baby toys littering the floor. Bad lightening, posing similar to how women in urban clubs dance and not in the ‘crazy but creative way’. That’s not modeling to me and I don’t like being associated with it. Notice, I’m not saying she isn’t a model, but those type of photos aren’t exactly ‘selling’ anything to me, which is solely what a model does.
Have you sold anything yet (or for models: how many magazines have you been featured in)? All magazines have a theme and to submit to that magazine, you usually need to consent of everyone apart of the photo shoots. From photographer, to hair dresser, clothing stylist, make-up artist, ect. I’m sure most imagine it’s nearly impossible to get into a magazine when it’s the exact opposite. Yet at the same time most do not even print your credits, so you’ll be a mystery face and most don’t want to deal with that. The only bad publicity is when having no proof you are that person, such as a clothing model that gets her head cropped out of photos. There’s a reason every model on Earth isn’t knocking down the doors of a magazine company.
How long did it take for you to do this? Amazing, most people expect modeling to take 2-3 hours, max. There’s been numerous times I had to sit through 4 hours of hair and makeup before even discovering what I was to wear. Oh my God, that’s so hard! -Sarcasm- No, the hard part is dealing with all of this on a mental level. Someone saying your body is too big, breasts too saggy, skin too dark, eyes too wide, now too small, the only model they could find on short notice, hair too short, pores clogged, pores open, not looking warm enough on a cold/freezing set, strangers seeing you naked, touching, prodding, shoving, stuffing, and pushing. Appearing ‘truly’ happy no matter what your mood, posing with other models that apparently want nothing to do with you OR trying to feel you up during shoots. All of this and more crammed into about 7+ hours per shoot without breaks, unable to even drink due to makeup and watching everyone else around you chow down to create an image for someone to glance over in 3 seconds to ask, how long did this take?
When an artist is describing or showing their passion — do not interrupt, start guessing who they are by naming other artists or attempt to understand their creative thought process. Why did I choose to not participate in nude photography yet wear skin tight clothing that shows the outlines of my body? Because that is my choice. I’m not trying to channel a Tyra Banks, Naomi Cambell, Halle Berry, or anyone else. I can promise they are far from my mind.
Oh that’s interesting. My kid could do that. I could do that. I did some modeling in high school and… But you are not doing it now and neither is your kid. You did it and for whatever reason did not enjoy it long enough to pursue it. Everyone seems to have an aunt/sister/cousin/brother/mother/friend/friend-of-a-friend’s cousin that did modeling… Anyone could be a model, but how many stick with it?
I love it! It’s almost perfect. Good, good, keep practicing. I shouldn’t even have to explain why that would annoy just artists, but people in general that work hard on something, just for a random person to open their mouth. It might sound flattering, but it isn’t.
And while all of these things can rub me (or anyone else) the wrong way.. the one that pisses me off the most was said by someone I cared about. Using me as an example and saying, an amateur like myself, attending a high school to talk to girls about modeling… It only shows what exactly he things about what I do. The same as what everyone else thinks. Do I give off a vibe of amateur?
- Petrified of heights at the edge of a roof, in a photographer’s home I don’t even remember the name of.
- Still on a roof, freezing cold and unfortunately, the wind went in between the cylinders.
- Climbing down from a roof in only heels and told to look less scared and more seductive. Notice my hands gripping on for fucking life.