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I finally got some pictures back from the shoots I've done over the past couple months! So excited. I edited two of them today. (What else can you do besides sit on your can and photoshop shit, when you're sick and coughing voraciously all day? -wheeze-)



On that note, something interesting happened to me yesterday. It was an event that was riddled with a great deal of drama and annoyance on my part.

Last week, in order to help promote my good friend George Bats' UPCOMING HALLOWEEN PARTY, we did a photoshoot in an abandoned building. The point of the photoshoot was to obtain an image that would be sufficient for a flyer. It's a Halloween party...the whole idea was to have a scantily-clad female looking "spooky" so that people will see the flyer and want to attend the event.

My friend, with COMPLETELY GOOD INTENTIONS not at all meant to degrade me in any way, shape, or form, added the raw images from the shoot to Facebook's official "Halloween" page. I log onto Facebook to see the pictures, and am stunned to see that I not only have fifty friend requests, but 200-some-odd picture comments. I made the mistake of looking at those comments.

Not only were the images retaining absolutely disgusting sexual commentary from the males, but every single female who saw the pictures felt the need to call me a slut, a whore, and basically every other derogatory statement that they could think of. One went so far as to say that I "must not have self-respect". I was even accused of usurping the "spirit of Halloween" (I believe, if my memory is correct, that I-personally, of course-had renamed the holiday "Slutoween".) There were also a great deal of creepy messages in my inbox from weirdos.

I'm not going to lie, it made me upset.

For about five minutes.

That's when three of my friends rose to my defense and made me feel better by making me realize the truth of the whole situation.

• These people are stupid. They believe that I cannot see the commentary, so therefore, they made complete asses of themselves in the feedback.
  
• All those horrible insults (on the females' part of course) stemmed from a lovely thing called insecurity. They felt threatened by me, so calling me a whore consequently made me less of a threat, in their eyes. They simply became jealous and angry seeing all the commentary from the men (also VERY unwanted) and showed me their teeth.
  

In the end, I asked for the pictures to be taken down, just to avoid all of that unpleasantry. I need to edit them, anyhow.

Now, I must go back to being sick.