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Monster CarsIn the boondocks of WV, a young women named Amanda, encounters, a mysterious new comer named John. Wich soon turns out to be more than boy meets girl, as a bunch of "monster cars" envade her part of the boondocks. Amanda, John and his fellow car like creatures join forces in order to stop the "monster cars"!Monster Cars by fum316
The Great Art Of LARPThe Great art of LARPThe Great Art Of LARP by fum316
Inspired by the masquerade ball LARP, performed by Alexanne Darkholme cosplay, Stephanie van Rijn and many others. During the Victoria era, we're two young women, Annie and Stephanie. Who have been best friends for a long time, but soon find themselves competing against each other as they fall for a young out of town inventor, named Timothy. Meanwhile a young wealthy man, named Charles. Who has an obsession towards Stephanie, is determent to go to all costs to marry her.
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Nicknames: Thor, Sweetheart, Firebug, Pyro
My name is Timothy Zepnick I was born on November 21st 1991. I love the Lord & Jesus Christ my savior. My hobby's are building model kits railroad modeling and art as you can see. I am currently trying to get my scripts into production. And I am looking at starting career in photography, modeling and cosplay. www.indiegogo.com/projects/tri…
Current Residence: Green Bay WI
Favorite genre of music: rap, hip hop, pop, mental, rock, classical rock, country, disco, classical
MP3 player of choice: i pad
Favorite color: green
Favorite cartoon characters: Freaky Dude & Shapes
Personal Quote: GND, God's not dead.
Let's make something clearYes I do make some boudoir/ pin up types of pictures sometimes. While some like it, others don't which is normal and I don't mind people not liking what I do. That's fine.
But going as far as pointing out I should get "brutally raped" for having some cleavage in pictures in several comments I received is FAR FAR FAR from being okay. So what, we regressed to the point where people are dumb enough to think that when a women is abused it's her fault, she was asking for it? Well no, it's not. And it never is. Rape is a very serious topic that shouldn't be use like this to comment on someone work simply because you don't like it and are too brain dead to form a valid critique.
Not only will you be banned from my page for writing stuff like that, but you will also be reported. You never know who you will hurt and to what point stupid comments like this will affect a person.
People, have more class than that. To those who receive messages like this: never believe these people are right and ne
Angel Falls Darnell Ricard ProfileDARNELL RICARD
Real Name: Darnell Lucas Ricard
Hair: Salt & Pepper Gray
Relatives: Anna(mother deceased)McAlister(father deceased)Belinda(sister, currently in nursing home)Willis(brother deceased)Levonia(grandmother,deceased) Lionel(grandfather, deceased)Victoria Baptiste-Ricard (wife,divorced) Lenard Mikhail Ricard (son)Stay Lynn Ricard (daughter)Cherelle Holmes Ricard (daughter-in-law) Leticia Monet Ricard(granddaughter)
Abilities: Gifted Businessman, Trained combatant, Genius-level intellect
Base Of Operations: Angel Falls.
POWERS & ABILITIES
Genius-level intellect: Darnell's most dangerous weapon is his intelligence. He is an expert in genetic engineering with knowledge that is easily on par with comtemporary experts in the same fields. Darnell can/has constructed hundreds of devices such as a device that can mutate humans in order to give them superhuman powers, create adult clo
I am a victim of rapeI've said this in public before, but recent events have reminded me that it's important to be more "out" as a rape survivor. I need to say it more and louder.
Some people disbelieve rape statistics because they reason that they know lots of women and figure that they'd surely know if any of them have ever been rape victims. Because zero of their friends have been raped, it means it's super rare, right? No.
It's painful to talk about, painful to admit, and it can take over your life even years after it feels like you've truly recovered. Most people who have been raped have never told a single person about it. Fewer still tell the authorities and few are believed when they do. It's a painful process from beginning to end.
I don't talk about this much because I'm a model. People say that I must have done something wrong to deserve to be raped. I did not.
He wasn't a stranger. I'd met him. We had friends in common.
First time making loveTrembling lips gently graze
while soft hands explore
for whats in store
A trail of kisses
Down the small of my back
My body reacts.
A brush of fingertips
Gently trace every outline
With love undefined
Heartbeats accelerate together
Racing at new speeds
Bodies embracing one another
A sharing of heart and soul
Making me whole
Sensuality ignited by every touch
Bonding through love and lust
An exchange of trust
Minds losing innocence
Trusting and loving the best we can
For who I am.
Embraces of more than flesh
in our romantic pantomime
this is to me
Making love for the first time
Making loveEmbrace. Face to face.
Bodies pressed. Flesh compressed.
Heavy breath. Love till death.
Sweaty heat. Heartbeat.
I' love you. I love' you.
Eyes closed tight. Powerful might.
Emotions flow. Hands down low.
Pleasure pleases. Pressure teases.
In and out. Bodies close about.
Lay purely toggether. Make love forever.
A Rapist Wears PinkA rapist can wear lipstick, make up, dresses or skirts,
Her nails can be painted brightly, her eyes can still harbor hurt.
A rapist can walk with heels, that click as she drags her feet,
A rapist can have a feminine voice, that comes pouring from her vile teeth.
A rapist can be a woman, that much should be clear,
Yet a few ignorant people, will choose not to adhere.
A rapist can pick her victim, as easily as the next,
She can claim she’s just lost or stranded, then force you into sex.
A rapist can cry wolf, as long as she cries feminist first,
A rapist can ruin your life style, make day to day living worse.
A rapist can put you in jail, with one tear of her eye.
A rapist will claim that you’ve hit her, that you wanted her to die.
A rapist is a liar, she hides behind her make up.
A rapist will be in your dreams, even when you wake up.
A rapist has the ability to avoid the clutches of the law,
A rapist can claim you’ve hit her, if you didn’t stand for her at
Rape from a different PerspectiveI am a guy, so I must be strong.
I am a guy, so I must have no faults.
I am a guy, so I must feel no pain.
So tell me why does it hurt so much whenever I think about it. How come I can't tell you the pain I've gone through, without you calling me weak? Just because I am not a girl, am I not allowed to have the emotions of fear and stress? Am I not allowed to have those terrible flashbacks that only I know, and because of today's society...that only I can live through?
I am a male. And I was raped. So am I weak for wanting help? Am I weak for turning to society for help?
Many of you may think I am the rapist, because I am not the opposite gender. No, I am not the one who is supposed to call for help or scream, I am not the one who is assaulted. I am supposed to be able to take care of myself in these situations.
But while I am a male, I am also human...
Just because I am not a girl, doesn't mean I don't hurt inside for what was done to me...Just because I am not a girl, doesn't mean tha
My Story (The Rape)THE RAPE
He ripped off my clothes as I screamed and yelled "NO",
he laid on top of me as I whispered, "please let me go"
scared as hell, shakin like a leaf on a tree,
still tryin to figure out why this is happenin to me.
He put his hand over my mouth as I tried to kick and fight,
not knowing what to do, so I drew blood with a bite.
He put a pillow over my face and pushed down with force,
he entered my love nest, with no kind of remorse.
Crying out for help, I felt so much pain,
knowing from this point on, my life would not be the same.
He's all done now, walking out the room with no shame,
this man took my virginity and didn't even know my name.
I stand up and I watch the blood run down my thighs,
confused, pissed, I can feel hatred come across my eyes.
Thirteen years old and I'm already contemplating murder,
how could he do this to me, I'm probably the same age as he daughter,
I fall down and ball up on the floor,
I want to kill this man, but I can't bring myself to walk out that door
What Rapists Say About WomenThis is an email I got and I wanted to share it because I think it has some good advice. Girls- read this, guys if you have a girl you care about, read this and tell them about it. Let's hope none of us ever need to put this info into use! But if you do kill that sick fucker if you have to, these freaks totally deserve to die, no two ways about it.
This is important information for females of ALL ages.
A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interviewed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:
1) The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun, braid or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair . Women with short hair are not common targets.
2) The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who's clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around specifically to
RapeI am a 17 year old girl
My eyes sparkle in the daylight
I have a smile that can light up the whole room
I have an amazing family
My friends are the best that anyone could ever ask for
My boyfriend is amazing
Someday I am going to live in a big pretty house just like the one I grew up in
When I graduate I am going to go to a good college and learn to do my dream job
After college I am going to marry my prince charming
And we will live happily ever after
I will have beautiful children
And I will love them with all of my heart
And when they grow up I will become a grandmother
When the time comes I will die peacefully in my sleep with my loyal husband at my side
I have a perfect life.
I am a seventeen year old girl
My tears glisten in the cold moonlight
My smile, like me, is broken and fake
I am all alone
With friends that will never understand
And an ex boyfriend who is wondering what he did wrong
My big house is filled with emptiness and shattered dreams
At school my classmates happy