How’s this for commotion, Ms. Bru? You know what it is about these pictures? Yeah. It’s the lips.
Ah, the miracle of Tumblr. I’m feeling so much better after this morning’s true confession and the kind words a few of you have shared with me. I knew you’d understand. To celebrate my new-found freedom from this thing that’s been bothering me, I thought I’d leave a PG-rated gift for the freest person in all of Tumblrland: our beloved Anonymous. Or at least the one who is always trying to get me to post pictures of myself. This is the picture I used as my avatar for the sex blog that the subject of my previous post had encouraged me to start. It was a short-lived blog, not only because of what happened (or didn’t happen) between us, but because I suddenly began to get really depressed by how young and beautiful all the people were in all the pictures I was posting. So, since I’m not doing anything with this picture anymore, I dedicate it to you, my darling Anonymous. I don’t know whether you’re male or female, gay or straight, young or old (my guess is young), and the beauty of that is, it matters not. Whether you find this picture a turn-on or a turn-off (because it’s meant to be neither), is entirely up to you, but it is, indeed, a picture of me. An unusual one, because I actually like it.