He runs a movie “review” tumblr where he ranks movies by bra size. I’m not too writing-savvy, but my fella is a film maker and a film writer for our local Village Voice, and usually when he reviews movies he says, “It’s bad,” but then he goes on to explain why. ‘Cause my fella’s not a moron.
He also doesn’t use his reviews as an excuse to dissect and objectify women. I like that part.
Brian Ricci is 31 and doesn’t have a girlfriend. I’m amazed he has friends.
He asked me to submit pictures for his idiotic blog, and I ignored him. He asked again, and I politely declined. He came into the chat when I was on the GG cam and he asked again. And again. And again. So I told him to shove off and he still wouldn’t quit, so I blocked him on twitter - it’s mostly him asking camgirls/altmodels/GGs for pictures of their boobs for his shitty website that no one will ever care about. Or just him being creepy as fuck. Or a giant asshole begging for attention.
Anyway, I wanted to share all of this with you because the instant I told him to leave me alone he tweeted the above. Maybe I’m narcissistic and it’s not about me. But it’s about someone.
Someone he wishes he could kiss or touch or even just talk to.
But he never will.
