CitrickAzid wrote:lol i'm pretty sure my mom has one of me taking a bath with the neighbor boy when we were like 2 and 3. talk about weird.
oh dear god, I have a pic of my friend (who's a boy) and me, in the little kiddy pool, wearing only our underwear, hugging each other. It is SO embarrassing. My mom had to bring it out and show everybody during my high school graduation party.
HARDCORE!!!
OMG. I can't believe I din't think fo you
until now because when I think on
a scale of one to ten you're like YWELVE.
No, seriously?
your horse is so pretty. is it a thoroughbred or something? yeah that isn't my horse, i've been taking lessons since i was 5 but i don't have a horse. we have no land for it.
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
Yep, she's a thoroughbred. Retired from the track That picture was during one of her calmer moments. We've got LOTS of land Out here in the wilderness there's plenty of room for horses, lol.
Baby pictures coming within two days.
~anna
[shadow=darkred]Take a chance on that which seems to be the making of a dream.[/shadow]
I love this thread! Unfortunatey, I have next to no web space available so I can only upload a couple of my pictures.
Me rocking out to some kickin 80's tune:
Me getting my first taste of the mining life:
On the topic of nakey bathtub pictures, my mom has one of me and her friend's son (Mike) in the tub together. We were born just a few days apart so there are lots of weird photos of us. Strangely enough, both of our families ended up moving out of Manitoba (where we were born) and into the same small town in Northern Ontario. I actually worked with Mike this summer - how embarrassing!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
You look exactly the same as a little kid in a bathtub as you do now Steph.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
i'll send you pictures of me if it makes you feel better
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.