Enough with the contrast.

Jun 15, 2006 11:21

All of a sudden, everyone's decided they are a photographer?

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anonymous June 25 2006, 08:59:06 UTC
What the fuck is wrong with you? Who the fuck do you think you are and what gives you the right to judge greatness; when you yourself decided you're a photographer? Everything in the world could be art to some one out there. You think you know art? You are so niave. You think you sound smart saying this? You sound like a bratty little snob who thinks she's the shit. Get over yourself, please. Art is for people who wake up one day and decide to be artists. Although I must say I adore all your pictures that have been "photoshopped into oblivion" you hippocrit. And if the word love doesn't mean anything, you sure as hell contributed to that. And don't say you use it because you REALLY feel it. Because then again you'll just be stating that a certain word can only be used the way you designated it to be used.

You are absolutly rediculous. Let people express themselves the way you want people to let you express yourself. Let people love and claim love the way you have and have claimed that you have. Maybe you can start to give a good ( ... )

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imblondenotdumb June 25 2006, 17:31:39 UTC
If you have something to say to me, which you quite evidently do, don't be such a god damned pussy, and let me know who the fuck you are ( ... )

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anonymous August 26 2006, 05:21:26 UTC
Wow, All I have is: WOW. I expected more from you. You dashed my dreams ma'am. Dashed my dreams of a mature and actually debatable response. Oh well, that's ok, because I diarrheaed on your toothbrush. I placed rat poisen in your oatmeal this morning. I tinkled in your shampoo (and your conditioner too, but that was accidental). I left a dead fish in there before I sewed up your nose. Oh, and I think I dropped the used medicated bandaid from my lepracy in the black hole that is your vagina. Oops, I just farted on your new car. A little poopy came out too, I left it as an air freshener for you. I vomited on your brother and sister! They cried a teensy bit, and it made me chuckle to myself. Their anguish and yours makes my christmas tree lights flicker in blessedness. That lovely red lipstick you wore recently? Did you think that taste was just strawberry flavored? Well maybe it was before I replaced it with a used tampon. I crafted a voodoo doll in your likness and stuck a needle in each nipple, and one in your vagina, just for shits ( ... )

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imblondenotdumb August 26 2006, 16:07:55 UTC
Well, wow.

I almost honored that you feel strongly enough about me to take the time to do all those things.
But mostly, I think you just need to find something more productive to do with your time.

p.s.
I don't have a brother.

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anonymous September 8 2006, 00:21:18 UTC
well, wow.

As I read that I could smell your stench, you smelly, smelly, naughty horse.

You smell, your brother smells, your daddy smells, your mommy smells, your car smells (like my poopy. You're welcome by the way.) I would also like you to know that next time I see you I will be sure to cum right into your eyeball. You'll enjoy it, naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty NAUGHTY MOTHER FUCKER. O yes, I saw you the other night, you mother is quite the screamer. And that tattoo is pretty naughty (naughty naughty naughty naughty)

You're a gay, homosexual, flamingo eating, cabbage patch kid collecting, chuck E cheese, hiding in the balls, hiding your balls, tootsie pop.

you smell, and suck.

p.s. you smell
p.p.s haha, I said peepee

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