Confession .346. Pink – It’s Not Even A Question…

Pink – like a deco umbrella
It’s kink that you don’t ever tell her…

“WHAT IN TARNATION DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR?!”

Confession .345. How Am I Gonna Be An Optimist About This?

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above…

If You close Your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

Confession .344. We Danced With Monsters Through The Night…

I’m never gonna look back
Woah, never gonna give it up
No, just don’t wake me now…

Her mother always said that she ran away and joined the circus, and in a way perhaps that’s what she’d done. In reality, though, she’d simply needed to find herself. And in doing so, not to sound too much like a repeat of Chicago, but she found…

Confession .343. But You Won’t Be Left Behind…

So I’ll tell You now, I don’t have a doubt
I’ll come home to You, no matter what we do
I will find a way, cause I’m not ready
To say goodbye at anytime…

The concept of Polyamory as a whole is way too much for me to talk about in one blog post, but there are a couple of musings I guess I want to mention.

Confession .342. You Cut My Brakes And Hit The Throttle…

I don’t know if this is real life, real life
What happens if I open my eyes, my eyes?
Will I ever get my head right, head right?
I don’t know if this is real life, real life…

This song is stuck in my head, like, every other day. But then again, for the last five months it’s been pretty relevant. Lol.

Confession .341. I’m So Powerful, I Don’t Need Batteries To Play…

I put my armor on, show you how strong how I am
I put my armor on, I’ll show you that I am…

Where has old Sia gone? The Sia that wrote empowering shit like this? No, I’m not going to spend this blog post talking about the dumpster fire that is the movie ‘Music’… but know I’m not happy with it. I’m just saving that for when I feel more ranty.

Confession .340. Maybe I’m Not Pretty, Maybe I’m Just Fun…

I’m not gunna ask for help
Cause all you’re gunna say is
“You’re perfect, and, oh, you’re so worth it”
But sometimes I hate myself
I get inside my head and
I think that I somehow deserve this…

I’m back. And if this is your first time here and you don’t know where I went, I had weight loss surgery, something I talked a lot in a post HERE.