How does it feel to be...

one of the beautiful people?

There are so many people's pics posted around here and you all look marvellous!

So how does it feel to know that you and all your friends are SO HOT!?!?!

And with so many people just lusting after each other (don't deny it - we can all read), we should have a big cyber orgy !!! Why don't y'all just go ahead and grease up, I'm gonna load some new film into my camera, (heh, heh).

 

I'll pass....

 

That's okay, I won't be playing either. You can run the vid cam.

 

Well tell me this, do u find brittany spears beatiful?

 

I'm sure she tries hard - too hard, and that's her problem. I'm into more natural beauty, not commercially programmed beauty. The pics people are posting here are of them being themselves, if you look at them, you can get an idea of the soul inside. If brittany spears has a soul left (I think she sold it a few years back to buy her tits), you can't see it in her pic.

I was trying for some humor with this thread. You know a little validation that I'm an accepted part of the community? But I guess maybe people either aren't used to me trying to be funny, or I'm just not funny, or maybe I'm not an accepted part of the community.

I'm sad. Other people post stupid stuff and people laugh... (sniff)

 

well, I for one, am laughing at you


does that make you feel better?

 

No! It's too late now. I'm takin' my camera and goin' home. You guys are no fun.

 

But I thought I got to film and direct with you?! This was going to be my, I mean our big debut!

 

Nah, the lighting in here sucks... we'd never get any good shots. Lodui's jiggly butt would just fill up the frame, and you'd have to keep movin' the camera. Let's just pack it up.

Maybe we can try for a good sci-fi thriller tomorrow.

 

Okay...I'll start making the cardboard space ship....you build the background...lol

 

Cool! I've already got some tinfoil and we could use my Flash Gordon Super Ray Gun as a prop... (jumps up and down and claps hands then races off to the basement to look for stuff that would look good in a mad scientist lab...)

 

beauty is in the eye of the beholder... for example, some people think im pretty and some do not, either way i do appreciate their kind (and sometimes rude)words, however it doesnt make me better than anyone else! im still a normal girl, im not just "pretty" i think i have a wonderful singing voice, i lvoe to make jewelry, i love school i want to be an architect..., i am a girl with some insecurities.. who knew?

 

It feels good.

 

i feel like a kid in a candy store around here. i don't usually consider myself to be one of the beautiful people, but i appreciate everyone's comments, especially when they come from such awe inspiring folk.

 

Baby you're a rich man! Baby you're a rich man! Baby, you're a rich man too!

 

i really dont care about peoples looks on this forum at all

 

Ditto, sort of. I could have been just as happy (actually, probably happier) had I never seen these pictures (or posted mine). It was fun to get to know people purely by what we could communicate through words, and now I've seen all these pictures of the people I've gotten to know and it turns out that they're... um... aesthetically pleasing, visually in one way or another. This creates a problem for me as a man, born and raised in the United States. I am as much a victim of the comercialization of sex and the objectification of women as women are, just in a different way. Where before, I was very happy debating politics and hanging out just conversing (or reading other peoples conversations), and now...

Well, now it's different. I find myself wanting to be liked, or even popular. Trying to be clever... WTF! Can't I just appreciate beauty where I find it and let it be? No, I want to be found attractive, damn it. That sucks, because I have a sort of low self-esteem problem. Yeah, I know that's hard to believe, isn't it? I'm wierd, and I can be really arrogant sometimes (no sh*t). And I'm afraid that I won't be liked.

I used to not care if I was liked. That was easier. Just anonymously debating with people, slicing other anonymous, equally arrogant people up into little bits with mechanical precision. I was a state champion debater and I never lost that lust for "the kill." Finally I found a place I could let that part of me loose. I was being exposed to all sorts of new ideas and points of view. I was learning alot. I respected my peers and I though I had their respect, as well. It was a challenging and enlightening dialog, and I was part of it.

Now it's like I'm back in f*cking high school - some 20 years ago. What is this? Am I suffering a mid-life crisis? Why should I care if people like me - NO - WHY AM I ACTING DIFFERENTLY TO GET PEOPLE TO LIKE ME? Of course I want to be liked. I'm human. We're social creatures. But it bugs me that I'm actually changing my behaviour online - so that people I discovered were attractive would like me. I think it was all the love. Everyone complimenting everyone else on how beautiful they were. It was all warm and fuzzy and, for many, unconditional. It was great. I was jealous. I wanted to be part of that crowd. And I wanted to see a post where some hot number half my age secretly admitted that she had a crush on me. And I know that'll never happen. I'm the geek. I'm that artsy, theater-debater-guy who thought he was so smart and who no one liked. High school, remember?

If I had just cut loose with a rant like that in high school, it would have been the end. A total melt-down. No one would look me in the eye again, and they'd crack jokes about me behind my back. But I'm not in high school. I'm sorta wasted and more than a little depressed, and I don't give a shit.

Actually, I do give a shit, but I'm just too curious about what will happen next.

 

I know. That's why I came to these forums. It hadn't been taken away from me YET, when I wrote that, or I would never have bothered. I'd have just stopped posting. I want to exercise this stupid, adolescent thing that woke up inside me. Kill it now. That rant was my means of doing it. But there's always a pennance to pay after confession. It may yet be taken away. Will I still be respected as a peer after it is read? How is this going to affect my relationship with this "family?"

Everyone has a mask which defines who they are in any given group (in EVERY group, even this one). The mask you wear might change many times as you interact with different groups, taking different parts in each group. People become accustomed to them, not only thier own, but to the others in the group as well. We come to depend on them. Sometimes people slip. They let their masks down or try to put on the wrong one with a particular group. When that happens, it puts everyone else's mask in jeopardy. This is why it's so uncomfortable to see someone have a nervous breakdown, or to attempt an intervention. Sometimes the group never quite recovers and there is a scar on that persons mask from then on. I just took off my mask for a moment. How big will my scar be?

 

I think you'll be just fine...

don't sweat it, you seem to have a beautiful soul with or without the mask