Tag Archives: my skewed life

Obnoxious Facebook Pics: My Skewed Life..

Posted on April 15, 2013 by Dezzi Leave a comment

King Street, Senior year, Charleston SC. Jock strap/g-string combo stretched up my pancake azz. Taken just before the strap was wedgie ripped across my hole by my drunken friend.

After publishing my most recent FB pics..

Enjoying a glass of wine. This one ended up a shirt.

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My Skewed Life..

Posted on February 1, 2013 by Dezzi 1 Comment

After reviewing my Facebook pics, I realized how skewed I was. These pics are “as is” and I make no further representation. Captions added to provide zest. Here’s a recent exhibit of “My Skewed Life.”

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Seriously Mom- You Didn’t Know?

Posted on October 26, 2012 by Dezzi 5 Comments

These pictures pretty much prove that being gay is not something you decide… it was decided for you. I know this because the majority of these pictures are of me!

One of my best friends who is now a drag queen.

Yet another heinous picture of me wearing a raccoon tail attached to my hat from a family trip out West.

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Diaries of a Late 90′s Preteen. Welcome to My Life.

Posted on July 27, 2012 by Dezzi Leave a comment

I originally wanted to post a series of excerpts from my Easy Journal that I created back in 98′. Easy Journal apparently no longer exists and I am pissed because it captured the true essense of being born an 80′s child and growing up in the 90′s. HOWEVER, I have plenty of other non-legitimate stuff to post. I was the first kid with a digital camera, first to start an Easy Journal, first to start a MySpace page… the list goes on. I have plenty of dirt. Let’s start with my ICQ profile. I’m just putting this all out there because it is not right.

First off, my interests include: “Boy & Priest,” “Oil Cakes.” & “Ham shoved up my venus hole.” And if that isn’t bad enough, please review the “about me” poem. Did I mention that I wrote tons of grotesque and perverse poems during puberty? Luckily, I still have some saved saved. This one was written in 2001 when I was 15: (more…)