A Lovely Little Animation
This was sent to me by Ben in Vancouver -
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That's ace!!
haha that's brilliant, that made me laugh!
thats well gud
loving it very muchly
missing yooooooo
xxxxxxx
Just caught sight of that wonderful nudy pick of our babey! PWOAR, thankyou, what a treat.. Yum ye yum yum vummy yummy yum.
Cor, Ide at you fer breakfast Brand.
Get in the back of the van, NOW.
OOOH you devil.
that made me do laughing
thats proper funny!!
If Russell was more narcissistic, he would be running around, saying to Marcia, "Marcia! Take a piccy of me doin this!" At every avalaible opportunity.
"Marcia, you must have the camera on you at all times dear, so my beloved fans can see an ongoing video diary, of all me goins ons."
"Yes, alright dear, take a photo of me in the bathypoos if you must, I,m willing to give me fans an inside view of my life."
"Look at me Marcia! I,m clowning about you must record that for the Radio two website, you know they can,t get enough of me dear."
When the first lot of piccys go a week out of date they, can be updated so fans feel more in touch with Russells every day life in the workings of a film star.
Take some of you swanning around with the locals.
I know that the fhoto diary will be ironic and funny as it will capture the diversity of all the different situations Russ finds himself in.
Thats hilarious!
I cudnt help but notice that in the photos,when Russ,s chest was peaking out, that it seemed completely hairless.
Have we had a little wax?
Well why not, mmmm it looks good enough to eat off.
Cor theres nothin quite like it. Bit tasty. I could do the hairy and the hairless, both are equally attractive to me.
Mr G when you update in the week, will you hastle Russell and Mat to put some exciting features on the web page to make up for no show.
I feel completely neglected.
BOO HOO.
You Two!
All that squabllin on air, I,d as well bang you,re heads together! What am I going to do with you?
I hate it when there are domestics. Hate it.
But I spose like all good friendships there are cycles.
This is the one where, through the strain of separation the cracks are appearing.
Understandably, youve held it together for so long.
Russell will be back in two weeks and after a little time, all will be well again, and back to normal. I hope
Youre only human after all.
I think I had lifted yous up onto a pedestal. Thinking you were infallable. But youre only human like the rest of us.
Its funny when people come to expect certain things and behaviour from you, they are so shocked by you when you break out of your stereo type.
Our inner human symptoms of living this life are beared to all.
I think its good to be honest. Theres absolutely no point in hiding behind a facade.
When you are honest about who you are, theres room for progress.
The problems start when people think they know it all, having agendas , just going through the motions. Not prepared to show any vulnerability.
I hate that!
I reckon that, life is an attitude and a heart choice.
We have to trust in what is good, to find our place in the world.
Its not dependent on what others think of us. The same old, same old, is the result of fearful preconceptions. WE HAVE TO FORCE OURSELVES TO TRUST THAT LIFE DOES INTEND TO BE GOOD TO BE US.
Just around the corner is the chance to touch our destiny and feel why we were created the way we were. To touch our purpose, and when that happens its a buzz.
Its not always a big thing, its just a time of cummunion with something greater and deeper than usual.
Life seems to be grasping for reality and purpose. Its just too easy to give in and end up believing all the bad things about life and ourselves.
Life is for overcoming,its a journey of self discovery, sometimes its a struggle, but sometimes if you kiss the joy as it flies and its a wonderful thing.
For some who are damaged, a condition usually masked by the tears of a clown or whatever survival systems we set up, the demons of self doupt and emptiness which are so acute,just seem to render everything meaningess..
Society has a way of marginalizing these sort of people, because society doesnt like to communicate,in ways it considers undignified.
The hurt are like blind, feeling their way around,unable to function as expected,needing more pointers than someone who happily works situations, uninhibitedby erroneous zones.
The carnal nature of humans is to immediately seek out peoples weaknesses and begin to erode and break away the artificial defence mechanisms.
The human creature seems to enjoy the challange and sport of depreciating the honest survivors of a bad hand.
Putting them at the bottom of the food chain, in order to keep machavalionism at the forefront.
Damaged people are like poeple who have had their faces ripped off and someone has reached inside and ripped pieces of their heart out,then the victim is left to put back together something resembling the original, from the fragments that are left.
I cant begin to say that giving of oneself and sharing common ground is easy, but I guess it is the way forward. No one can say they are not learning in this life, which is a glorious enigma.
Everyone has a little more than others of certain attributes than others, they were born to give from the exess, then theres enough for us to compensate for each other, I suppose thats why we need each other. In the words of Barbara Steisand, People who need people are the luckiest people in the world.
It is so hard to trust and recieve if youve been hurt and violated though.
Sadly we expect the same treatment from everyone. Its so hard to break out of negative cycles.
There isnt a single person who will ever really escape from the fate of discovering what it means to be truly human in this world.
I genuinly think that some people think they will go on for ever, or that they are immune to trouble and sorrow.They have it so clearin their minds that everything they do will turn to gold. I,m not interested in their teinted gold, that carries the cry of the afflicted and silences it.
I love the way we,re all born into the world with nothing, and will leave it with nothing.I love the way we all eat and have the same bodily functions.
I lov the way that dust grows around us all.
I also love the way that we can all percieve the same thing completely diffrently.
We are all intrinsicly the same but all profoundly different. ,
Its wicked the true dycotomy of life that makes it all just out of all our reach and keeps us guessing, so that no one can truly say he knows whatis going on
Our hearts can all come together and reach conlusions of differing and equall truths, I can completely understand why people throw their lives into , living the life in the here and now. There is nothing more tiresom than one person thinking he is over and above another , or even has knowledge that is over and above another, nobody really knows. Our hearts and minds can only point.
I love that , it makes it so levvelling, whether youre whole or incomplete you can still only hear with your ears and heart, without becoming the noise. You can still only feel with your heart and body but the feeling will only fleet, it wil escape. Nothing can be truly bottled, . Apart from what you are convicted of, as your life choice, then if you believe it to be true, hang onto it with all youre worth, and it will slowly become your reality and effect all you do. Nobody has the power to take it away from you.
It is never something that can be forced onto another, it is something that they must find themselves, from an enquiring mind and open heart.