I don't think you're creepy at all and I am blushing like crazy and trying to stalk you to see who else you follow
Well, I don't follow you on Twitter anymore because I changed my screen name to my real name and added people that I interact with in daily life. We used to chat a little on there though but you chat with a lot of people, it wasn't anything memorable. I just type your name in the "Find People" bar and read what you write on a daily basis now. Your life is really interesting to me. I read your blog too and think you're a great writer.
In the past, we talked about you taking on writing in a more serious manner and I inquired about you being able to walk away from the industry and not be haunted by the negative social stigma or be black-balled from certain opportunities. I got the feeling it made you a little uncomfortable, so I didn't press the issue. Plus trying to communicate with 140 characters sucks shit.
I gave up watching adult films after Rachel Starr's anal debut. Mostly because I said I would but also because I wasn't real thrilled with the way I had been jaded by the internet and movies. You see enough shit in movies and suddenly your normal sex life seems pretty lackluster. You become...desensitized. Trying to talk a girlfriend into anal sex or taking cum on her face is not as glamorous as the movies make it out to be! (obviously) However I would watch your movie if it happened.
You're young, pretty and smart. I was never pretty, but I was young...and I made mistakes that I'm still paying for now. I consider myself bright enough to know when I blew an opportunity! I just don't like to see people with so much potential run into hurdles but obviously I don't know you and can't judge you in any manner. I'm overweight, undersexed and constantly write about how much my life sucks...but my weakness was always pretty girls. You reminded me a lot of a girl that I liked for a long time, that I never really got over, that never gave me the time of day. So, apologies for living through you vicariously.