Regan Reese's new hair style looks STUPID as 20 facial piercings!

There was a time I had a huge thing for porn starlet Regan Reese, both figuratively and literally.  She was everything I would love in a girl. She had short black hair, nice ass, great tits, lots of sweet tattoos, and a bit of a devilish grin.  I remember the first time I saw her and I was floored. "Who was this stark new talent?" I thought to myself. See since I was in high school I had a crush on girls with short hair and it just ran wild since then...bruther.  I never been around porn stars but I know I wouldn't want to date them or anything but with Regan; well who knows? Didn't seem like a bad idea after all.  I mean I read about how guys have dated porn stars and all so it wasn't far fetched of an idea.

But then something changed.

See the thing that separated her from other porn "actresses" was that she had short black hair while everyone else was in blond hair with enough make up to put a MAC store out of business for a day. Not Regan, she seemly shyed away from that "cookie cutter classic" of the porn bots, and embraced something new.  Granted this was right around the time that the emo/scene porn scene was taking off so her timing was great and it was her niche. But if it worked so well, what in the name of bagged crap convinced her to change?!

The last time I saw a pic of her, she had blond hair, and it was no longer short! She just looked HORRIBLE! She looked so fake and unoriginal now. She went from someone unique in a field where long blond hair is the norm to another one of those very things! FUCK! This gargles balls so much!

Here let me show you in pictures.

She went from this: (warning NSFW)

To this:

GAHHHH!!!

She just looks so....dirty now, I mean I know in the porn industry they have to get tested on a daily basis but she just looks so cheap and diseased there, No longer does she seem like a sexy hot tattooed vixen but rather a used up old harlot.  Kinda breaks me heart it does.

Regan if you're reading this I implore you to go back to your old hair style, it's what made people enjoy you so and it carved a niche for yourself in a sea of bottle blonds you took the title of being a black haired sex pot.

Mr, J

ah people

Greetings from your friendly neighbor sociopath!

ah readers, it seems that people fail me. Could it be you? Eh I don't know, in all like hood it's not.  The mere fact you're reading this would give testament to your loyalty to me and how you enjoy my snark.  As I have been away at school and usually spend that time writing stuff about stuff for grades; this time I'm writing this for my own sheer delusions lets we forget.

People as a fault are a huge weird mess, not weird in a good way like they eat their ice cream with forks or other pronged instruments. But rather how they lie to themselves, or perhaps I just don't understand how people are and as a result alienate myself from them. This is a double edged sword: I want more friends but the very notion of finding people who I can not only relate to but can tolerate proves to be Herculean task in and of itself. People seem to want friends who are "laid back and cool" or "down to earth and chill" these buzz words mean nothing! What the hell is "laid back and cool" anyway? that sounds like a lazy slob who doesn't want to do anything fun, so why the crap would anyone want a friend like that? What they should be looking for is "one of awesome wit, keen intelligence and a bit of classified psychosis" I mean what fun would that be!? Sadly I'm the lone nut here (tee hee) I'm very bored with people and their stupid ass ways.  So what can I do about this?

I have some ideas:
1) exist as a unique singularity rather than another faceless sap.
2) never stop the rock
3) Things do not need to make sense in order to laugh at them.
4) Like the Joker has said "life is a joke, learn to laugh or I'll carve a smile into your face" sage words indeed.
5) Embrace weirdness.

It sounds easy to do this but people are so boring these days, enjoying crap that is so banal and sad.  I'm always up for new experiences but when those "new things" become tired and stale it's time to move on; or perhaps it's just me who feels that way. I mean is it possible that I just expect too much of people? That I was born in the wrong time and place? I honestly think so sometimes.

Sigh

I'm going to bed, maybe I'll write more about this topic another time.

j