CensorshipI received a note yesterday asking me about dA censorship, asking whether I had any experience of it and if knew of other erotic art communities where it wasn’t a problem. As I started to write a reply I could see that it was probably more of a journal entry. There’s nothing I like more than getting on my high horse, and the topic of dA censorship is one that always gets me going.More Like This
So OK my darling, this is how I see it. I have been suspended twice and have had twenty or so of my pictures removed in the process. In the main dA censors object to the erect male penis, penetration in general , or pussies which are spread with fingers, or any sort of touching. I think sometimes they object to people too, and every once in a while they will ban something which is totally harmless just to prove a point.
At the beginning I found it absurd that a picture could be banned because of something as minor as a splash of pink paint between two nude forms
All the toolsMore Like This
All the tools
I have the power
The power to feel myself good
All the time
And above at all
Every girl has that power
Every girl can feel yourself like that
Our body has all the tools
Our mind has all the necessary structure
Why not use?
Why not try?
Every girl has that power
Every girl can feel yourself like that
What are you waiting for?
The GameLet me tell you about a game I playMore Like This
Where I close my eyes and fade away
I float away to a special place
Beyond the stars and moon and space
In this special place you see
There are only two people - just you and me
In this place, all is right
Nothing but love, and we never fight
In this place, there is no sadness
No hurt, no shame, none of that madness
No rules to follow, no laws to break
No bars to hold us or separate
No one to tell us we can't kiss or touch
I don't just tell you "I love you" - I show you how much
But eventually the game must end
My eyes must open, and reality sets in
But someday soon - I'm not sure when
I will close my eyes and play my game again
''I'm entitled to my opinion...''For all those anti-gay "I'm entitled to my opinion" people...More Like This
Yes, by all means, you most certainly are entitled to your opinion. And typically, I would respect that. But being against gay marriage doesn't necessarily come down to a matter of opinion. It comes down to the fact that y'all treat marriage as if it's a privilege. Guess what? It's not. Marriage is a right. Marrying the one you love is a right. And now it's a right everyone has whether they be a man and a woman in love or two men in love or two women in love or whatever the love connection is. And it's about damn time, too. After all, love is love. No matter the gender.
~Merandah Sage Deltori <3
Confessions and Blowing off SteamThe reason why I asked most you to tell me a little bit about it yourselves is because I wanted to have a connection with people. Due to my social anxiety disorder, I haven't had a friend in a long time. I am taking Zoloft, an anti-depressant that treats depression and anxiety, and it helps a little. I'm still afraid of being judged, so I am still friendless. However, I can't say that I am friendless, because I have over 300 friends on here. We all may be anonymous on here, but I haven't felt so appreciated in the last decade.More Like This
I started sharing things about myself because I felt like I had friends, and I do. So I wanted to get to know all of you better. I wish I still had Skype so I could hear your voices, so I could see all of the beautiful faces that accepted me for who I am. Unfortunately, my parents don't trust anyone on the internet, but then again they don't talk to people on the internet, so what do they know?
Also Zoloft and Methylphenidate (used to treat ADHD or ADD, I have be
BlankOnly in this world, may the sinner mingle with the saint.More Like This
An angel, pink of lip and white of feather.
The demon, coal crusted nails and black brooding eyes.
The pure, and the tainted.
A strange creature of light and dark.
The martyr and the traitor.
Neither can speak.
Lilting soprano and rumbling alto can not comprehend one another.
The innocent and the dirty.
Raven hair flutters, as he takes her hand.
Smearing the canvas, coloring her blankness.
The lamb and the lion.
Fascist BritainIt has been suggested that in any other country in the world, if the outcome of a general election was so at odd with opinion polls leading up to it, questions would be asked. Was this election rigged? Not here.More Like This
Within hours of his victory David Cameron’s’ victory, this old Etonian and distant relative of the Queen, announced plans to reintroduce his ‘snooper’s charter’. Phone and internet accounts will be subject to scrutiny by Government agencies who will be able to access e-mail and phone data.
The Government also plans to abolish the Human Rights Act. This enshrines European rules on human rights established at the end of the Second World War into British Law. Obviously we don’t need that.
And finally today, David Cameron is to set out a string of new powers to tackle radicalization, saying the UK has been a "passively tolerant society" for too long. Plans are afoot for counter-extrem
In TearsMy, is it such a strange feeling to weep with joy. Let alone over someone you love. By merely listening to the song you two have claimed as yours, or by even seeing a picture of his face, you break down into tears because you feel so blessed, privileged, joyous that you get to know such a wonder as him, let alone call him yours. When you can't wipe the smile off your face as you swipe the tears from your cheeks at someone as beautiful, sweet, protective, kind, and loving as he. To not only feel strange for being treated right and shown off, but to be treated, by someone who's got so many others, that you belong in their life just as much as anyone else, after so many years of neglect you were blind to. My, it is such a strange feeling to weep with joy, because of love.More Like This
Birthday BoyPersonalMore Like This
Today was Russ' birthday. 4 years old
I think all but two of his gifts were Thomas the Tank Engine related That's his thing now; it used to switch between monster trucks and trains, and now it's all about Thomas.
This photo was from a couple days before, but it's so cute I wanted to share The lady at the bakery gives him free cherries when he comes in, so that's what he's eating. The dandelion in his hand is there because the neighbor's yard is full of them and we taught him how to blow the seeds off.
This is from earlier that same day, when I took him to throw rocks in the river, which is one of his other favorite things. I have to say, it is very satisfying. The water was too cold to wade more than a few minutes, but it'll be nice once it warms up again.
And of course, my cat, contemplating the hermit crabs. I'm pretty sure she thinks they're just moving rocks for her to play with.
So, I've managed to keep busy this week. Didn'
Art Journal Feature No 3Creepypastas [3,500 watchers special] by HekkotoKih by denahelmiLast of us - Ellie by EmbuckyOverfly - Asuna SAO II by AwatoMini Legendaries by Kirara-CecilVenesBrittle Bones by Super-ChiSofia urban decay by Alpha-Ninja-StudioGerbera by George-B-ArtOrange- My love for Orange Juice... by BushaquaNachtmahr by ArenjaWandering Sunset over the Pacific by BluEyezDigitalForest lake at night by louislienhoeftBows Drawing (Colored Pencil Magazine) by ChasityCoARTPeach by GoldenMuseXHell-P !!! by QsecGatekeeper by dadrianDax the Captain by Primogenitor34Underworld Keeper by saneboxFocalor by raposavykThe Rose Field by nicetsukichi[Fanart] Carla by The-MysticDreamsDrawing Contest ~ My Entry by AenierWonder. by InvokingMaraca Timeline Reference (Concept Design) by DevenDesignBleed by ImaginaricideTaven by DarkRiderr14CardSharks:: 5 of Diamonds [Closed] by Pizaru-ChuClose Encounter Of The Aquatic Kind by Mr-Pink-RoseMilk Bar by TAG-NadiaLove is War! by rimuuMore Like This
I Hope You're HappyHello!More Like This
Just popping up to say,
That I hope you've had
A lovely day.
And if you haven't,
Well, that's okay;
Tomorrow is a whole new day.
InsideI watched my best friend die.More Like This
It wasn't in a hospital and it wasn't an accident on some road somewhere. There's a saying, and I guess it's also… funny… how you never know what's going on behind closed doors.
I guess you're probably thinking of suicide - overdose, hanging by the rope, or (god forbid) the knife, but... it's not that.
Because it's one thing to die and it's another to die. I believe you can exist without properly living.
What is a life? We are born into this world with no say on the matter, and yet the majority of us take for granted that tomorrow we will wake up to another morning, another routine, another day in this same old life.
Are we happy in this life? Inside, where it counts, are we happy?
My best friend came from nowhere. One minute I had no one, and the next… I guess it's a sort of blessing that my best friend arrived when I needed comfort the most.
We began to go out and have wild trips galumphing up the roads. We made war with b
R7.6 - a man possessed by box turtlescertainly the authorMore Like This
was just noting his compassion,
his dedication to those
small, shelled creatures.
but in my mind's eye
the box turtles number
in the dozens, crawling
out of his pant legs, shirt cuffs -
a man possessed by box turtles.
Thanks for your SupportI never expected the response I received by sharing my story and artwork about living with depression and anxiety:More Like This
I couldn't have imagined I would get so much support, and hear from so many different people. I am so grateful and, truth be told, little overwhelmed. I've read every single comment (it took days XD) and replied to many, but it's because I can't reply to everyone personally that I wanted to write this and send my sincerest thanks to you all.
It took me a long time before I was able open up about my struggles with mental health, even to myself, and it's was a tough decision to share my darkest times publicly. But I'm glad I did, because I truly believe by making mental health issues more visible, open and talked about, we can reduce the stigma and deepen understanding and compassion around them. So I esp
The Talented Potter Girl 3The Talented Potter GirlMore Like This
Chapter 3 First Years
I loved the Slytherin Common room when I took one step inside. The walls were dark but the light of the bright red and green flames made it a very comfortable and light place. Green with silver carpets hung from the walls with beautiful silver decoration. Green curtains hang in front of the windows. They were made of light silky velvet that you could see through. Since we were in the dungeons we did not have normal windows like the other houses but we could look into the lake. It looked beautiful. Again it gave a green glow but I assumed in the summer when the sky was clear our common room would be the lightest of all. The beds were fantastic, very soft with great pillows and silk covers made green and silver. My really long fire red covered up my bed. It matched great with the green. Amy and Sofia were great friends and I was sure they would help me when people would be annoying. The other two girls I dont think appreciated me much.