my, what sharp teeth you have.

hi I haven't slept properly in over a month and the past year has been hellish face.



mostly I only took them because I like my new t shirt.

You'd look like J Mascis here if you had sunglasses.

spannered

10 years ago, too much bleach, too much screamo, too much rural minnesota.

partying with country folk in a tiara. what up??

dead.

ha, not unflattering at all

lol

fun thread

yes!

uhm, my turn

haha. :D

c'mon you look good
if you want to believe yourself
that is up to you

I would like to make sex to your duck!

;:)

Even more infatuated!

Alien blue slug wanting to crawl in my ear or impersonate sideburn.

There is no such thing as an unflattering photo of you, so shut it.

I found some icky photos, but how do you host them again?

I AM RETARDED.

Just stick them to your screen with tape and they will transmogrify into your computer device.

Okay...is it working?

Here, a close-up (which is never good), with day-old makeup:



Here, too much makeup. I wish this was full-length, I was in "corporate dress":

I like your tie!

Thanks! But I had to shave that day :-(

Thanks to injunblood, I rarely have to.

I like to think of it as an evolutionary boon.

lol whitepeople

Odd that you say that, because I am a quarter Blackfoot. Grandmother lived on a rez and everything. Yet I look like an albino.

FUCK INJUNS.

Extremely intoxicated, and pulling a weird double-chin face:

Look at you and those 'I seduce political_action_committees' eyes.

Someone once told me I had "corpse eyes." Perhaps those can be seductive.

I can't recall ever being quite so jealous.

I think they make corpse contacts.

Corpse contact is illegal in some states though, so be careful.

That was painful. Clever, but painful.

flotz is a total necro.

If he were a necroMANCER, that would RULE.

What about a neuromancer?

I am Legba's horse.

EYE. SEE. YOU.

**Edit: Ha, that posted upside down. I am too lazy and unknowledgeable to fix it.

the 5-gallon bucket strapped to my head made for a lovely hair-day; let alone the demented dehydration and my hairless lips.




psychotic heat. a billion degrees in barcelona and me in my fatman suit. no sleep til Heathrow.

I hate myself a little more now.