by Laurelin

Now that summer is in full swing, I can’t help but shake my head thinking of how quickly things change, how we shape our lives and how easy it really is to choose our own paths. I like the idea of fate and destiny — the little girl in me still believes in fairy tales and hopeless romance, but in truth, I like the idea that it’s not in the hands of something greater. We are that something greater.

Last summer I was someone else. I was working at a different bar, sadly spending my days working a job I hated, gazing out the windows at everyone walking by with beach gear and wishing I was one of those laughing girls in sundresses. I would go home faithfully every night, crawl in bed and wait for my boyfriend to come home. I ordered dinner for two, drank dirty martinis and let him pay for dinner because his bar was always busy and mine wasn’t. We went to parties, stayed up late laughing and drinking, we slept in every morning we could, and I swear, there were some days where I didn’t care to even get out of bed; I could spend forever like that, hiding from daylight and waiting for our night to fall again.

He was my life, and after we broke up this past September, I dreaded the coming summer because it had always been ours, and now I would be alone. I didn’t think I could face it without him. As time went on and I started healing that feeling got a little easier. Soon it wasn’t sadness that I wouldn’t be with him, but almost…fear of spending the summer flying solo. I had spent the past year learning to be on my own and all of a sudden it occurred to me that I had truly learned to love it. I flirted, went after what I wanted with no fear of rejection, I dated, and I dated people that weren’t right for me ON PURPOSE. Soon I was so excited for my “Boys of Summer.” The warm weather was here, the sun shone just for me, and where as last summer was ours, it never occurred to me that this summer, for the first time in a long time was mine.

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by Blogbot

What Suicide Girls are putting on – and taking off – this summer…

There’s nothing twee about sporting blooms when you do it with balls. It takes talent to wear flowers with ‘tude. But in the right situation petals can provide the perfect juxtaposition to an otherwise punk rock look.

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By Nicole Powers

As Dr. Niles Crane on the popular NBC sitcom Frasier, which ran from 1993 to 2004, David Hyde Pierce was a paragon of gentility. However in his latest project, the independent movie The Perfect Host, he gets to embrace a far darker side of his psyche.

At first Warwick Wilson (played by Pierce) appears to be the epitome of civility and the consummate dinner party host. But when an unexpected guest arrives — John Taylor (played by Clayne Crawford), a bank robber in desperate need of a place to lay low — the evening’s events take a surprising course. Without giving too much away, by the time desert arrives, it’s impossible to tell who could — or should — die.

SuicideGirls caught up with Pierce by phone to chat about The Perfect Host and his other post-Frasier projects. The topic of dogs also rather unexpectedly, but nonetheless fortuitously, interrupted our conversation.

Read our exclusive interview with David Hyde Pierce on SuicideGirls.com.

Selahh Suicide in Soular Flares

• INTO: Life.
• NOT INTO: Anything trashy, drama, ugly emotions/thoughts/actions.
• MAKES ME HAPPY: Anything chocolate, whole foods, summer days, science fiction, cute animals, zombie movies, comic books, hot tea, boys with tattoos, hot make outs, shopping, sleeping in, waffles, painting, drawing, shoes, long quiet drives, 45 records, cute texts, cuddling, sleep, my doggy.
• MAKES ME SAD: Cold, sickness, ignorance.
• 5 THINGS I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT: Arcturis, SuicideGirls, water, medicines, Yums.
• VICES: Cute boys. cigarettes, dreams.
• I SPEND MOST OF MY FREE TIME: Sleeping, playing with the Turis.

Get to know Selahh better over at SuicideGirls.com!