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Confession .207. Turns Out I’m Your Favorite Thing To Discuss…

Nothing that you say is mildly true
Spit deceit through shift smiles
Two faces you’ve had for awhile
You act like such a fucking child…

Confession .207.  Turns Out I'm Your Favorite Thing To Discuss...

Today, I’d like to have a fun little chat about gaslighting – so please consider this your trigger warning for subjects like self-harm, psychological/mental abuse, and other similar themes.  If you click off for this reason, then see you next time!  ♥

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Posted in Events, Life, New Releases, Vanity Event

Confession .206. I Will Be Your Sword And Shield, Your Camouflage…

Meet me on the battlefield, even in the darkest night
I will be Your sword and shield, Your camouflage
And You will be mine
Echoes of the shot ring out
We may be the first to fall
Everything could stay the same, or we could change it all…

Confession .206.  I Will Be Your Sword And Shield, Your Camouflage...

I went a bit literal with this inspiration today – but as I mentioned to Tray who’s posing with me… I couldn’t be bothered to not take it literally.  Sorry, not sorry.

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Confession .205. Was I Made From A Broken Mold?

If teardrops could be bottled
There’d be swimming pools filled by models
Told a tight dress is what makes you a whore…

Confession .205.  Was I Made From A Broken Mold?

Sometimes I get to a breaking point – and the things that push me there are different each time.  But they usually seem overwhelming, when in all reality they are likely inconsequential.  However, the people that drag me out are sometimes the most unlikely.

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Confession .204. Even If It Takes All Night, Or A Hundred Years…

Isn’t it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin and bone
Hello, welcome home…

Confession .204.  Even If It Takes All Night, Or A Hundred Years...

I didn’t think I would be writing about this in more detail again this soon… but I suppose it’s necessary.  Some of you are new to reading me, and don’t scroll back to read past posts.  (Lord, I don’t blame you.  I ramble a lot sometimes.  LOL.)  Some of you know I was gone for almost a week at the end of July, but I don’t know how many of you know why… that’s what I’m going to talk about today…

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Confession .203. But The Static Still Cracks In My Veins…

My brain is poisoned and I’m searching for the antidote
But every time I find it
My defenses scream, “Oh no you don’t!”

Confession .203.  But The Static Still Cracks In My Veins...

Those of you who know how much I relate to music and follow my Facebook may have seen this particular post coming.

On August 1st, Gabbie Hanna (TheGabbieShow) released a Youtube Video called “Roast Yourself Harder Challenge (Diss Track!!!!!)” framing the video as another attempt at her ‘roast yourself challenge’ video now that she had more fuel for her self-disses.  But about 2 minutes and 30 seconds in… it gets real… and deep… and dark.  And while she’s describing her relationship with the Youtube Sphere and being a social media influencer, I find that it screams my heart for what it’s like to be a blogger in SL.  So today’s post will be the lyrics from that point onward… and the video will be embedded below for you to listen to the whole thing if you want.  I heavily recommend it… it’s crazy good.

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