Miss Anna Evans wrote:

Clothing.

Day to day, I prefer earth tones, muted/faded earth tones.

For when I want to look gooooood, black, all the way.

-ASYLUM- wrote:

For when I want to look gooooood, black, all the way.

Good answer!

Miss Anna Evans wrote:

Good answer!

Unfortunately, I don't have much black stuff at all.

I tend not to buy it, because it always tends to fade.

Zombified Studios wrote:
but black fades well.

Not in my opinion. I think the second black clothes fade they look crappy.

-ASYLUM- wrote:

Not in my opinion. I think the second black clothes fade they look crappy.

-ASYLUM- wrote:

Unfortunately, I don't have much black stuff at all.

I tend not to buy it, because it always tends to fade.

Use Woolite for dark laundry, or ask really nicely and I'll redye it next time I do some of my stuff-I have to redye one of my favorite miniskirts every few months.

Do you drink coffee?

-ASYLUM- wrote:

Wow.

That's a good one.

The most depressing one... that's tough... I think the toughest one was the one that I wasn't in. I've hinted about it before on the forums, but haven't really ever discussed it.

I met a girl, Sandra, in college. Brazilian, her parents Italian and Japanese, completely exotic. She was incredibly artistic, very wise in social situations of the world, and a lot of fun in general. I instantly fell for her, hard. She inspired me, she was my muse, everything I created was her. I knew her for a couple months and then finally came up with the balls to ask her out for Valentines. And of course... she was basically engaged. I didn't stop hanging out with her after that, in fact we ended up getting very very close, so close most thought we were a very serious couple. We basically did everything that a relationship has... besides the physicalities. She mostly expressed great displeasure with her relationship, and wanted to leave it, but essentially couldn't for various weak reasons. It was tough, frustrating, and painful.

As time went on the boyfriend got more abusive towards her and we had to be sneakier about hanging out. Eventually she got physically abused, and instead of doing something pro-active, instead my guilt meter went into overdrive and it was my fault she was being hurt. I loved her. The only person, ever, that I have loved truly and fully. The idea that her knowing me, was hurting her, killed me. I broke down, and couldn't look at myself in the mirror any more, I destroyed all photos of me, and I moved out to the east coast (this was all in San Diego), 5 years ago.

Yeah.

dang, sounds like one of my stories.

Miss Anna Evans wrote:

Use Woolite for dark laundry, or ask really nicely and I'll redye it next time I do some of my stuff-I have to redye one of my favorite miniskirts every few months.

Do you drink coffee?

I used to be a big coffee drinker. But in a bad way. So I switched to water as my big drink.

I drink on occasion.

Just a tad of sugar.

-ASYLUM- wrote:

I used to be a big coffee drinker. But in a bad way. So I switched to water as my big drink.

I drink on occasion.

Just a tad of sugar.

I feel you; I had to cut back considerably.

Why do I have the feeling you're going to ignore any question I could possibly ask here in order to quote the first part of the preceding statement and make a joke about it?

Miss Anna Evans wrote:

I feel you; I had to cut back considerably.

Why do I have the feeling you're going to ignore any question I could possibly ask here in order to quote the first part of the preceding statement and make a joke about it?

Because I'm low class.

And I wasn't going to, until you said something. But please do.

-ASYLUM- wrote:

Because I'm low class.

And I wasn't going to, until you said something. But please do.

I was going to come up with another question for you, but then I started laughing and wrote exactly what I was thinking instead.

Miss Anna Evans wrote:

I was going to come up with another question for you, but then I started laughing and wrote exactly what I was thinking instead.

Well when you are done feeling me and assuming things about me, ask away.

-ASYLUM- wrote:

Well when you are done feeling me and assuming things about me, ask away.

What did you want to be when you grew up?

Miss Anna Evans wrote:

What did you want to be when you grew up?

As a kid... A comic book artist or cartoonist.

As a teenager/young 20's... a graphic designer.

Now? No clue.

Maybe a human dildo.

-ASYLUM- wrote:

As a kid... A comic book artist or cartoonist.

As a teenager/young 20's... a graphic designer.

Now? No clue.

Maybe a human dildo.

You don't think of yourself as grown up yet?

Miss Anna Evans wrote:

You don't think of yourself as grown up yet?

I'm not completely independent, and I don't know what I want, and I'm still incredibly immature. So no... haha