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Confession .198. And I Feel The Color Draining From My Face…

So I asked to look back at all the messages You’d sent
And I know it wasn’t right, but it was fucking with my head
And everything deleted, like the past year was gone
When I touched Your face, I could tell You were moving on…

Confession .198.  And I Feel The Color Draining From My Face...

“And I reach for Your hand, but it’s cold; You pull away again, and I wonder what’s on Your mind.”

If you’re not here for sap and sadness – see you next time.  Consider yourself duly warned ahead of time.  It’s just kinda the space my head is in lately.

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Confession .193. You’re Just Shooting Blanks…

So what are you after, don’t You like my colours?
I’m confident, and I know it scares ya, scares ya
Bye bye, good riddance, the rules have been re-written
I’m better without You, and that’s the truth
Not part of Your agenda…

Confession .193.  You're Just Shooting Blanks...

Well then.  That was an unexpected hiatus.  My bad.  But hello again!

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Confession .191. Fooled Myself, Almost Forgot That I Just Wanna Go Home…

Think I drank too much… again…
Looks like fun, but it’s pretend
Why do I try to fit in
When I just wanna go home…

Confession .191.  Fooled Myself, Almost Forgot That I Just Wanna Go Home...

So.  Where has Sasha Sloan been all my life?  Those of you out there who were familiar with her music who didn’t bring her to my attention… have some ‘splainin to do!

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Confession .155. They Can’t Hear My Mind, Or Maybe They’re Just Not Listenin’…

Been standing on the edge for way too long
Just waiting for the place where I belong
I’m a satellite, I’m a satellite
I’m on the outside lookin’ in
They don’t know just where I’ve been
I’m a satellite
Unless you let me in…

Confession .155.  They Can't Hear My Mind, Or Maybe They're Just Not Listenin'...

“But Hide N Seek is only fun when somebody’s lookin, and nobody’s got the time.”

So.  It’s been a hot minute since I’ve written anything in here.  Most of you know, as I talked about it regularly across my social medias, here in this blog, wrote and sent notecards… and if you talked to me in-world then you probably heard about it cause I was busy – lol – I was pledging.  That was a long… semi-grueling process… and it took away a lot of my time and ability to blog, with mandatory uniforms, etc.

But I’m back… and I may be reppin’ some Sigma purple in this dress.  *Shifty eyes*

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Confession .138. But You Still Stand In Frame, I Just Don’t Look The Same…

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…

Confession .138.  But You Still Stand In Frame, I Just Don't Look The Same...

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…

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Confession .131. It Feel Like My Life Ain’t Mine…

It’s the very first breath when your head’s been drowning underwater
It’s the lightness in the air when you’re there chest to chest with a lover
It’s holding on, though the road’s long
Seeing light in the darkest things
And when you stare at your reflection, finally knowing who it is
I know that you’ll thank God you did…

Confession .131.  It Feel Like My Life Ain't Mine...

If you were on my Facebook this morning, you know exactly what I’m going to talk about in this post.  If you were not on my Facebook this morning, then please know that this post will contain a narrative that may or may not be triggering to those with anxieties and sensitivities to certain subject matters, including but not limited to suicide.

Thank you for heeding this warning.  If you don’t continue reading, to avoid the triggering subject, I understand, and I’ll see you next time.  ♥  If you continue… let’s talk about my sister’s father-in-law…

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Confession .130. If You Didn’t Know, I Fight Like A Girl…

I got a lot to say
No time to play
Ay, I’m comin’ for ya…

Confession .130.  If You Didn't Know, I Fight Like A Girl...

“You teach people how to treat you.”

This commentary came up in a group discussion tonight.  It wasn’t something I’ve thought about in a long time, but I thought about it a lot tonight.  It came from such a simple question as to how to move on after a break up or a bad relationship, but the conversation evolved to this.

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