Willow ,'Beneath You'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
The only picture of me I'm aware of on the internets is here. Unfortunately, I 'm not looking at the camera and have what may be THE freakiest half-smile in the world plastered across my slightly inebriated face.
When somebody asks you for a pic, and all you have is some random pictures taken by a drunk friend at a bar, this is the kind of thing you have to put up with. I should get more pictures taken of me, I guess. But it seems so hard.
Gris, you're four years old! I mean, you're so cute, but you look so very young (treasure it--it leaves quickly).
Oh, gosh, blankets. I don't remember who got my blanket, but I remember all those hundreds of beads I handsewed on it. It looked so nice I almost kept it for myself.
Despite his protestations, Gris is a cutie!!!
Despite his protestations, Gris is a cutie!!!
He's been holding out on us!
I may or may not be in on another blanket exchange. I could make a quick minkee, I guess.
He's been holding out on us!
Not fair! I think we should force him to attend the next F2F, so we can pinch his cheeks.
I am blanketless, at least in the Bitch sense.
I hope your mother's surgery goes well and things settle down a bit for your, mg.
Damn, Gris is cute.
Sean was first my blanketer.
Yes, my blanket consisted of a big white cotton blanket written on with fabric puff-paints.
I might be interested in trying again, but I would be the biggest slacker in the exchange.
If we ever do a tiara exchange again, my gf was making noises about wanting a tiara, so I'd have to enter her in the exchange.
I'll do a Bitch Blanket exchange.