Tryna fix your inner issues with a bad bitch
Didn’t they tell you that I was a savage?
Fuck your white horse and a carriage
Bet you could never imagine
Never told you, you could have it
I’m not going to be terribly long-winded, and for that I apologize. I’m incredibly tired at the moment, but I have good reason to be.
I am officially done with classes! Like, done done! *Happy dances*
Continue reading “Confession .32. Didn’t They Tell You That I Was A Savage?”
So let it go, just let it be
Why don’t You be You, and I’ll be me…
Everything that’s broke, leave it to the breeze
Let the ashes fall, forget about me.
“Let it go.” If only it were that simple, right?
I mean, people tell us this all the time. Oh, it’s not that bad. Come on, you need to just let it go. You’ll never feel better if you don’t move on. Baby steps – you still gotta move forward. This is easy to say for a bunch of people that aren’t in that moment with you, right then. Now granted, it’s not always an earth-shattering problem that we’re dealing with, and we likely DO need to let it go and start to move forward, but in that moment? In that very moment, standing right there? It’s like you’re frozen. Feet glued to the ground. You physically /can’t/ move forward, even if you wanted to.
Continue reading “Confession .31. I Used To Recognize Myself”
Let me tell You what I wish I’d known
When I was young and dreamed of glory…
You have no control
Who lives, who dies, who tells your story…
When I don’t know what else to do, I blog.
Of those of you that see this, fifty percent of you don’t read the words I write in these things. Of those of you that see this, twenty-five percent of you will start reading and give up halfway through (hell, maybe you’ll give up right here.) Of those of you that see this, twelve-and-a-half percent will read it all the way through, but not understand what any of this is. Of those of you that see this, six-and-a-quarter will understand but not have any clue “what to do for you”, as if anything you do can make me feel less… weird. To the remaining six-and-a-quarter percent… hi there. Thanks for being here, and thanks in advance for not hounding me about how I’m feeling.
Continue reading “Confession .30. Have I Done Enough?”
Say You’re sorry, Honey
But You never really show…
And I can leave the party without ever letting You know
Without ever letting You know…
The blogger gods seem to have answered my prayers today. I went back into a couple of groups to see if I’d missed anything – because I always miss SOMETHING – and lo and behold, there was an awesome new skin applier for Lelutka from AlterEgo. So of course I grabbed that. And it was a chance to show off the Lelutka version of these Veechi eyeshadows I’ve been digging on lately.
Continue reading “Confession .29. When The Roof Is On Fire, You Never Let Me Know”
Oh, I don’t know what You’ve been told
But this gal right here’s gonna rule the world
Yeah, that is where I’m gonna be
Because I wanna be
No, I don’t wanna “Sit still, look pretty”…
Catwa put out a new static head! I feel like this is old news, but I just had to show you, cause it’s super cute with one of Toxxic’s skins that she made for Catwa. And, as if it weren’t cute enough – this static head is only L$400, AND you can get L$100 back in store credit if you’re wearing the Catwa group or Catwa Head Friends group tag. (Just make sure you use the right vendor for the right tag to get your store credit! She’s got them clearly labeled.)
Continue reading “Confession .28. You Get Off On Your 9 to 5 Dream of Picket Fences and Trophy Wives”
You can be my guiding light
Keep me company in the night
That’s all I need, all I want
Is for you to stay a little longer now
With arms around me, like a border…
I do stupid shit. Often.
Continue reading “Confession .27. Like The Air I Breathe, I Let You In…”
It’s so quiet here
And I feel so cold…
This house no longer
feels like home.
Let’s chat about how it took me two weeks to get into Collabor88. Or… we can ignore that fact. That sounds better! Lol. Cause I finally DID get in… and oh my gosh, so many cute things.
Continue reading “Confession .26. This House No Longer Feels Like Home”