[morethanpretty]

Originally Posted by Elspode

There's a very bawdy subtext that runs amok here on The Cellar. It trickles through the main threads, blossoms on late night threads, blooms to fullness on drunken chats, and overflows common sense to become...revealing. A sense of unrequited desire permeates our open conversations, and often wraps our innocent exchanges in a coat of innuendo and stealth. On occasion, a revelatory spasm of loosed inhibition breaks free, and is quickly subsumed by propriety - and that brief containment is just as quickly given lie by the unexpected receipt of a photo which may be later thought better of by its subject.

We joke, we wax serious, we probe, inquire, play coy...and then pull back, retiring to our respective comfort zones, fearing rejection...fearing acceptance, but always...wary of our fears.

Hmmm, who could you possibly be talking about? Oh well, I give up.