Confession .230. I’m Drawn To The Unknown, Where Shadows Hide…

The endless of darkness is hovering
The sound of the silence is deafening
Ten billion decibels shattering

People ask me sometimes why i withdraw from people and places that i used to frequent and enjoy being around.  Most of the time, my answers to this question are varied, and can sometimes be an over-reaction to a perception i have about a P/person or situation.  Today, though, today was different.

Confession .229. Integrity, Faith, and Crocodile Tears…

i can’t breathe, i can’t be
i can’t be what You want me to be
Believe me this one time
Believe me

When it gets cold in the South, that’s when you know winter is ‘officially’ here.  When i, in Southern Alabama, get cold, that means it’s winter.  -laughs-  And my favorite Papillon market sim just changed over to winter and snow this week as well, so that’s what came as the inspiration for this photo.

Confession .228. I Didn’t Notice, Cause My Love Was Blind

i said i’d catch You if You fall
And if They laugh, then fuck ’em all
And then i got You off Your knees
Put You right back on Your feet
Just so You could take advantage of me…

Decor and i aren’t usually friends, but it’s been mentioned to me that i should show what i can do (or, rather, what i attempt to do) with decor from time to time in here.  At one point, i had given myself a goal to improve in this area, and i guess i just gave up on it, or i lost track of it, or i didn’t have the time to push myself as hard as necessary, or some combination of those things and others.  But here i am, giving it a shot again, i suppose.

Confession .227. And When You Move, I’m Moved…

You are a call to motion
There, all of You, a verb, in perfect view
Like Jonah on the Ocean
When You move, i’m moved…

i would apologize for my absence, but i think y’all are used to my flighty muse by now.  i haven’t forgotten the promise of a second Venom post!  That outfit is still saved… but i need to wait on it for a minute… cause…

Confession .226. Venom, I Got That Adrenaline Momentum…

I got a song filled with shit for the strong-willed
When the world gives you a raw deal
Sets you off ’til you scream, “Piss off! Screw you!”
When it talks to you like you don’t belong
Or tells you you’re in the wrong field
When something’s in your mitochondrial
‘Cause it latched on to you…

Here’s your advanced warning that i’m also blogging this tune tomorrow.  It’s been stuck in my head for days now, and i did today’s photo with it in mind, however, i’ve also got something in the works with some Sweet Thing awesomeness that makes me think of this song too… so… you get it twice in a row.  Sorry, not sorry.

Confession .225. Please Someone Prove Me Wrong…

You don’t know who i am, it changes with the moon
Give me time, i’ll bring out the worst in You too
No happy ever after
You’re already gone…

Gabbieeeeeeee.  Dammit.  In what is becoming a theme, Gabbie Hanna released two new songs that are related to each other, “Monster” and “Monster (Reborn)” in a joint music video.  The transition in this one was so seamless that i had to go back and re-watch to make sure i knew what was going on and which song was which.  But child… what gets me?  The end of Monster (Reborn)!  i’m not going to tell Y/you what it is… Y/you’re just going to have to go watch!  Be prepared… maybe have tissues if Y/you connect deeply with lyrics like i do.

Confession .224. So What If I’m The Monster That’s Been Here All Along…

P/people wanna talk while i’m not around to hear
Really, T/they don’t know what i’m made of
P/people keep on walkin’ so far away from here
Clearly, i’m the one T/they’re afraid of…

4 days into NaNoWriMo and i’m already behind… i didn’t intend to blog the progress, so don’t get all weird about seeing writing from me all throughout November… lol… but i DID intend to spend November writing.

Though i don’t write novels.  i did mean to focus a bit on some poetry, though.

Confession .223. You Are Not Alone; I’ve Been Here The Whole Time…

Is A/anybody out there?
Can Y/you take this weight of mine?
Is A/anybody out there?
Can Y/you lead me to the light?

i don’t like talking much about my dad.  i’ve told the story in here of how he died/how i found out about it… and i’ve told a few stories about him generally – especially when it comes to ways i’m like he was… but otherwise, i don’t really like to talk about him.  Tbh, it’s still really hard… 5 years later, things like his birthday still make it feel like it was yesterday.