My window’s cracked, they can be replaced
But your arm will tire, throwing stones my way…
So. Here is why that SL Secret situation means less to me than it apparently does to some of you: There is too much going on in RL and SL to worry about petty people’s shit.
I hate to be that blunt (no I don’t), but it’s the truth at the moment.
Continue reading “Confession .141. You Use Your Words As A Weapon, Dear…”
But they would see me when I’m coming
I’ll be laughing, why you running?
Oh, you won’t see me when I’m coming
I’ll be that monster you been wanting…
5 years in the modeling industry, supposedly I’ve been this horrible person the whole time right, and this is the first time I’ve wound up in SL Secrets. And it was weak af.
Like… I’m almost disappointed THAT’S what they went with. Though I’m even more disappointed that their edit of my photo was garbage. Did you get my ex, the “graphic designer” to do it for you?
Sorry… end petty. On to better things!
Continue reading “Confession .140. They Made A Monster Out Of Me…”
Gonna wear that dress You like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to Your heart beating…
So… yep, you guessed it… this is a thing that happened. Blogging while bound.
But that’s ok… because this post is actually going to be a writing assignment that Master gave to me. Because while I’m still in the mindset of “Fuck this shit, I’m free of people watching me,” what could possibly be a better time to do an in-depth look at roles in D/s and M/s relationships here on this blog?
Continue reading “Confession .139. Let Me Show You How Proud I Am To Be Yours…”
I am human, I am the villain
I am a monster, but you let me right in
My mind is polluted, my thoughts convoluted
I don’t feel the pain, but I feel what I gave to you…
I feel like I say this a lot lately… but welp. This is a thing that happened.
I didn’t put on the outfit with the intention of going this direction with it, originally… but see… what had happened was…
Continue reading “Confession .138. But You Still Stand In Frame, I Just Don’t Look The Same…”
I can do it like a brother
Do it like a dude
Grab my crotch, wear my hat low like you…
So… this is a thing that happened. *Itches nervously at the back of her neck*
Honestly? I’ve been meaning to do the m-alt thing for awhile, and I’m too lazy to build up another avatar with poses and stuff, so I figured I may as well do it on Tivi and just have my own shape/head/body situation over here, so that I have access to all my poses and other stuff.
Continue reading “Confession .137. You Think I Can’t Get Hood Like You, You Motherfucker?”
Tell me that it’s over, tell me that you mean it
This time it’s true
Tell me that I’m unknown… to you…
I was feeling super dance-y today. One thing about being, like, outside of the pageant bullshit is that I don’t feel like I have to ‘hide’ this shit, or second-guess whether or not I should participate. Because I’m my own person, not ‘owned’ by some organization, and the only other person’s opinion about my life that I have to give a fuck about is Master’s. And He happens to support my dancing. And my slavery.
So if someone else doesn’t? Fuck ’em. My new theory on life. 😛
Continue reading “Confession .136. Even If It Doesn’t Matter What’s True…”
When you’ve been fighting for it all your life
You’ve been working every day and night
That’s how a superhero learns to fly…
Now, onto more positive things!
It’s always interesting to me to see how people react when someone is in crisis. There are – generally – two large subsets of people: 1.) Those that sit back and thank god it’s not them, but don’t really make an effort to help in any way, and 2.) Those that jump in and help in any way that they can, no matter how small they might think it is.
I try my damnedest to be in that second subset of people as often as I can.
Continue reading “Confession .135. That’s How A Superhero Learns To Fly…”
One day the skeletons are gonna come out
One day the elephant in the room will make a sound
Watch out for lions and tigers and bears
It’s about to hit the fan, you better beware…
Tell the truth…
“In the dark, they hide from the truth. In the end, they lie to you.”
I’m fully prepared to be called a ‘crown chaser’ after making this post… and to potentially be on the receiving end of some all-caps responses… because, you know… #YellingOnTheInternet… but that’s still not going to stop me from recounting my experiences.
Antisocial Darwinism 