I want to fuck you like an animal.
I miss you.
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Three things I am working on, photography wise. Involves only me or perhaps a friend. Thought has come about only recently. Actually, and I may be revealing myself too much here, but the second one has only come up very recently.
My mother thinks I am camera whoring to men on msn when I put on that black dress with the lacey top and those beautifully decorated shoes. I'm not. I'm making art. Or should it be "art". People are so uptight about what is art lately. My opinion: Art = Girl posed nude, Bill Henson style. "Art" = Girl getting fucked from behind. See the difference?!
Its also like the terms for vagina's. How can it ever be insulting?! Vulgar yes but not insulting. The "C" Word is meant to be incredibly horrible or disrespectful - I find it sexy, arousing, intriguing. Pussy is meant to be pornographic - Its something I call my brother when he doesn't do something cause he is scared. Its something I call my cat.
I should..No, No, I WILL take a photo of a Vagina. And notice the word there, vagina, the female body part - Not the sex organ.
Mmmm.
Toodles.







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Roar, I eat's Your art and Munch munch munch goes my mouth! Your art was delicious please make more for me.
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www.KevinRadthorne.com - Where Art and Words Meet (and enjoy a nice warm latte together)
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Oh bliss! Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As I slooshied, I knew such lovely pictures!
it wasnt the first thing that popped into my head though.
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Oh bliss! Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As I slooshied, I knew such lovely pictures!
obviously not at someone and obviously someone else taking the photo.
*coughs*
whoops sorry!
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Oh bliss! Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As I slooshied, I knew such lovely pictures!
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