I still check it but It's kind of slow these days, I seem to be on Tumblr a lot now instead, it has anon asks too... so it's kind of like formspring with a lot more eye candy. http://porphyriasuicide.tumblr.com/

I love candy smells and I love the smell of camp fires and barbecue's.

My favorite cologne on a guy is polo double black (my boyfriend wears it) and my favorite perfume is vera Wang princess.

I think it's inexcusable and unethical... if you can't help but to be with other men or women either don't be in a relationship at all or be in a open or poly one, there is no reason to lie or be disloyal to someone you claim to love or be in a monogamous partnership with. It's all about finding a partner and dynamic that is right for you and is healthy and all rules are discussed and consensual. If you feel you can't "control yourself" then be with someone who allows you to be with other girls/guy according to the rules of your relationship or be alone, there is no reason to be a scum bag or a coward when there are so many other options.

It always feels really good to have people look up to you, especially when it's someone you can relate to in some way although it can be a bit uncomfortable sometimes because I don't do anything I do for attention or adoration, while I try to be appreciative for it all the same. I tend to not be a very authoritative person, I make a great team player or even preferably a lone wolf but having people follow me, while very flattering has never fully grown to feel right or natural, and in a way I am glad for that because it keeps me real and humble.

Not going to lie though, I have been tempted now and then to use my "power" for evil when cute tiny alternative fan girls faun over me, because when a adorable girl runs at you arms open and yells what is essentially "take me now, I worship you", it's hard to say no but I know it's not ethical, not to mention I like when people see me with out rose colored glasses and treat me for who/what I am.

I've learned myself the hard way that putting someone on a pedestal and having them twirl you around thier fingure only leads to disapointment for everyone when they fall from those great hieghts and become human and real, it's always good to enter into things as too beautiful but flawed people understanding full well there is no such thing as perfect.

My sewing machine, because not only is it a expensive machine but I got it in Florida the last time I saw my grandpa before he passed away a few months later (Alzheimer's) and It makes me think of my last few memories with him, especially him sitting next to me and snooping through what I was doing on the machine with a big smile on his face. There is no price I would sell it for.

No, I believe there are things we can't yet quantify or are incapable of yet measuring or explaining properly but that doesn't mean they are magic or supernatural.

Pokemon was the gateway drug to Magic... but blaaah to Yu-Gi-Oh... New favorite card game is cards against humanity, it's like apples to apples for horrible people.

I'm better at making them but not to good at keeping them (at least when they become really close hang out constantly, tell all your dirty secrets, "bff" type friendships), whenever I get a best friend specifically a female best friend after about one or two years something goes sour, it's like clockwork at this point...it's seriously happened like five times consecutively now. So I try to have several friends but not get super close to anyone besides my boyfriend, it just tends to work out better that way for the health and longevity of the friendship to not become to attached at the hip until you burn each other out and turn on each other, maybe I'm just shit at being very close to anyone in non romantic relationships for too long.

I think part of it is that for a while now I've consider people to be like liabities, albiet often worth the risk because of how much you can bring to each others lives, but they are a time bomb all the same, because we're all flawed and we will all eventually fuck up and the more unstable variables (ie naturally flawed humans) you add into your life the more inevitable drama, damage, and pain you invite along with them... granted the trade off of meeting and allowing amazing people to be in your heart and enrich your life is almost always worth it...almost...

At first I was thinking:
http://img1.liveinternet.ru/images/attach/b/3/9/987/9987759_Fuck_Her_Gently.gif

And then I was like:
http://i3.kym-cdn.com/entries/icons/original/000/000/157/ackbar.jpg

And then Chris Hansen was like:
http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2006/05/17/arts/17stan.jpg

* -Update- *
http://youtu.be/rrWZX3K4ynU

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Haha, that makes me feel better about my "trying too hard" epic three paragraph responses to simple questions... but seriously thank you for the particularly awesome compliment <3.

http://porphyriasuicide.tumblr.com/

It's a bit of a stereotype that only damaged kids turn "alt", and as with many stereotypes its usually rooted in some small source in truth (but also often a bit suffocating and unfair to those that don't fit it), aesthetics are often a simple superficial way to shield yourself, rebel, get attention, or to separate yourself from a mainstream that has abused or alienated you.

Although no, I had an amazing childhood my parents were divorced but they got along and I was very loved by both of them, and actually pretty spoiled and over protected and never wanted for anything. I even had a "cool" older brother who was like a best friend and always watched out for me and kept me safe. My family always encouraged me to be whatever I wanted. When I was younger if anyone tried to pick on me my brother would step in. Even when I dated a girl in high school everyone was super cool about it and the only real shit I got was from a girl I found out much later had a crush on my then girlfriend and was just jealous, haha.

In spite of all that It was me that could never relate to, or attach to mainstream culture especially as I got older, and often self alienated myself by choice, I would rather be home playing video games or drawing then desperately trying to peacock or achieve friends approval. No one ever abused or ostracized me though, it just didn't always seem to fit, or seem logical, like anyone self aware you search for things that feel right that help you to feel comfortable and "you" even as that definition of self inevitably changes.

If anything I turned "alternative" because I had a amazing supportive loving family that encouraged me to be and do what I want.

Yea, it's a song "Blush" by Razed in Black (it's also what we named the set after)... Drave actually suggested it because it fit the description of the situation perfectly well (and we both happen to like the song very much), we even contacted Romell (the lead singer) and asked for permission and he was really cool about it, he's a nice guy.

I never told Drave but basically five years earlier I had gone to a RIB show the night I lost my virginity to my Ex (blush was kind of me and the Ex's "song"), said Ex had given me an identical purple heart kitten collar necklace she happened to have from her boyfriend and she wore during our shoot (http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_low2obzsDO1qahvrco1_500.jpg) it was a bit eerie how it all came together, I used to take things like that as signs, but now if anything it's just a sign the cosmos has one hell of a sense of humor.

(The actual lyrics don't start until about 2:20)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XueZ-3axcpk&t=2m21s

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I think it's just how we're programmed, be it nurture, nature, or both, and I'm not saying it's good or bad either, it just is.

As per the joke "women are like locks and men are like keys, a key that opens many locks is a master key, a lock that's opened by many keys is a shitty lock." Women learn at a very young age that a "lady" is particular about her heart and her bed, that there is worth in their chasteness, and they not only expect a prince, but they don't want to be realistic and settle for a gaggle of townspeople along the way.

Even if we know better and act like we don't listen to gender stereotypes or have ridiculous unattainable romantic expectations, some part of every girl always wants to be coveted, hunted, chased, romanced, woo-ed, and a part of a beautiful lovers dance, not just be straight "bedded", female passion also has to simmer to a boil (the chase itself is a form of forplay) it's not instant flames like it is for most men, at least by my observations.

Oh man. That's kind of really awesome. I love Tripple G and The O.

...but also kind of makes my heart tang with a bit of pain since after me and a Ex broke up he said that song reminded him of me (I was Dorming in Long Island, ironically worked at hot topic, & had started dating him when I had long black pig tales.)

[ http://www.reverbnation.com/open_graph/song/411877 ]

P.s.
"You know the best sex is giving Lara Croft a pearl necklace"

Me and my boyfriend gossip a bit too each other, but we don't spread shit to anyone else, it's just that we're so close that we vent to each other and complain knowing that we won't turn around and tell the person or talk to anyone else about what the other person said, it's a good way to get that out of your system so you don't cause actual drama, haha.

Not really, not close friends at least, but I have never dated a guy for less then a year so it's a lot of shared romantic history to just magically forget. You are better off just cutting ties or remaining "friendly with' but not "friends with" them, I still have naughty dreams about my second girlfriend, so I try really hard to not talk to her or see her ever because I know I'm still pretty attracted to her.

I think it's cute when girls like someone and they suddenly sit up straighter and start playing with their hair, it's such a "tell" but it's adorable in a "trying to hard" kind of way.

I'm usually the person that get pranks played on them more then does pranks because I am really gullible. It was particularly bad growing up with an older brother that pretty much played pranks (often ones that were a bit cruel) on me 24/7.

Some of the gems I can remember from growing up were he put a wasp in marshmellow fluff (I ate that shit like everyday as a kid!) and tried to feed it to me, he dug a ditch and covered it with plastic tarp and tried to trap me in it, he poored ketchup on himself and pretended he had cut himself, he put a plastic snake in the fridge, he woke me up with a flashlight in my face telling me I was being abducted by aliens (mind you I was like 4 years old during most of these so it was horrifying.) In hindsight they are all really funny but I was a very little kid and my parents didn't whoop his ass nearly enough for it, haha.