Dave Nicholson's Nude Life

Not Friday, but here is a frontal shot. I have to say if a guy like me can be happy with his body, almost anyone can be. That is in the light of society telling people like me we don't fit the mold. To hell with the mold, I'm beautiful just the way I am. With being raised to be fine with my body, I am lucky. All the males in my childhood home would hang out at night with nothing on. It let to a couple of interesting times when someone came to the door late at night to visit, but that only happened twice. Mom on the other hand was damaged by Catholic guilt and had to be covered at all times. I feel bad for people who where raised to be ashamed of their natural state of being. The way the mass media wants you to think a "good body" looks is almost unobtainable. They use this imposed vision of perfection to keep a billion people buying crap they don't need. All to fit a mold less than 1% of people can fit. This industry ends up making a lot of people hate how they lo

I some days hate the limitations of living in an apartment. I can't make too much noise or I'll bother other people around me, yet there is always that one person who makes shit piles of noise and does not care. I just can't be that inconsiderate. There is also the thing where people may come to your door at anytime. Others from my floor on occasion come to my door for something or just to talk. Maintenance shows up without a warning as well. There has been the one time where the fellow who fixes the fridges came over and I had not one clue he was coming over. Well here I sat in my chair nude and listening to music on the headphones and did not hear the door. Well he used the pass key to enter and got an eye full of naked Dave. Most of the time like right now I have clothing on in the daytimes and the blinds open. I am on the second floor and you can kind of see me in the window if I get close to it (from the parking lot), so I don't chance it and put clothing on. As so