Confession .363. Do You Still Get Drunk When You’re Sad, Girl?

Blink of an eye, time flew by
Everything changed like that
When the lights go off, the music stops
Do you wish someone would ask?

Sometimes I do wish someone would ask…

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 .337. How You Like That?

Look at you
Now look at me
How you like that?

i feel like i need to make a statement similar to the shows that have started to come back, when they say something was recorded before the pandemic. This photo was taken before i started pledging. So if Big Sisters see this, i didn’t change! Lol.

Confession .332. Baby, It’s Cold Outside…

i ought to say No, No, No Sir
At least i’m gonna say that i tried…

i know the weather is bad for y’all in the North when it starts to get cold down here on the Gulf. Y’all good? Y’all ok?

Confession .324. All The Wrong Words Unite In Your Head…

You’re weak on the surface, You speak when you’re nervous
And all the wrong words unite in your head
You can’t stand the space in your bed
So you shake in the darkness, You break like an artist
And all your big plans are small the next day
You can’t wait to throw them away…

When i saw this backdrop from FoxCity coming out for Uber (that opens today!), i knew the ‘thot topic’ storefront was perfect for the topic that i wanted to discuss today: slut shaming.

Confession .322. You Lift Me Up And I Am Found…

i wanted to play tough
Thought i could do all this on my own
But even Superwoman sometimes needed Superman’s soul…

The last couple of posts in here have involved a lot of negativity that has gone on in my SL and my RL in the last year or so. To counterbalance that, i thought today would be nice to do a pretty picture of a pretty awesome Person – not me, the One with me. Lol.

Confession .310. You Can’t Hurt My Feelings, But I Like Pain…

Your honor, i’m a freak bitch, handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig, make Him feel like He cheating…

So…. i’m not really gonna talk about this song… but rather bring up something that came up last night during a workshop i was leading…

Confession .309. I’ll Be The Light That You Can’t Make…

It’s like when you’re tired, you’re someone else
Don’t speak for some time to find those words inside yourself
Honey don’t worry, I’ll do your laundry, covered in dirt
Darling be patient, it’s easy to break beneath the weight of the earth…

Well i had every intention of blogging more in the month of September, and then a hurricane happened.  So, here we are.

Confession .307. Let Me Live In Blissful Ignorance…

You need to get Your conscience clean, but just spare me the details, please
i wanna keep remembering this Perfect Day…
i’m not the type to be left speechless, but i don’t think i can deal with this
It’s all the closure that You’ll get, this Perfect Day…
Justifications veiled as apologies; i don’t wanna cause a scene
Please let me go, i just wanna leave this Perfect Day…

Lately, i’ve been learning a lot and doing a lot of self-exploration.  i want to share an iteration of a journal entry i wrote recently with Y/you A/all.  i go back and read some of my posts here from this time a few years ago and if Y/you would’ve told me that this is where i’d end up, i would’ve laughed at Y/you.

Things seemed so perfect then…

Confession .295. I’m Sorry That I Missed Your Call For The Third Time In A Row…

Don’t get carried away, no
I’ll only let you down
Certain circumstances got me feeling low
Don’t take it personally…

i think it’s time to finally get real about a few things.  If you’re easily triggered by talks of Mental Health, then this likely isn’t the post for you.  Scroll down and grab the credits you want and i’ll see you next time.  For E/everyone else?  Buckle in…