You were too good to be true
But what’s inside you, but what’s inside you…
Today I want to have a chat about Maxwell Graf. You may or may not have heard that name before. He’s the creator behind the store Rustica. Maybe that rings a bell for you now? But even if it doesn’t, I urge you to continue reading.
Max is in need of our help… and here’s how some of the most brilliant minds in Second Life are joining together to provide some aid.
Continue reading “Confession .133. You’re The Last Of A Dying Breed…”
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…
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…
Continue reading “Confession .131. It Feel Like My Life Ain’t Mine…”
You said I’m too much to handle
You said I shine too bright
I burnt the candle
Flew too high
So here’s the thing…
(Oh lord, it always feels like I’m about to get real angry or passionate when I start with “here’s the thing”… I notice it in discussions lately too. So, my apologies if this becomes a passionate ranty post. Lol.)
Let’s chat about the term: Topping From the Bottom.
Continue reading “Confession .104. But I Scream Too Loud When I Speak My Mind…”
Lost girls find a way…
We ❤ RP is opeeeeeeen! And let me tell you, I was super excited to see some of the items.
Continue reading “Confession .99. Lost Girls Find A Way…”
If you’re lost out where the lights are blinding
Caught in all, the stars are hiding
That’s when something wild calls you home…
Alright! So. I don’t normally post photos that aren’t ones I’ve taken and edited, so for an ad to be included with one of my photos, you must know by now that this is something super special or super interesting to me in order to post it.
Oh, and the title? A friend told me I look like a mango in this picture. Lol. She meant it as a compliment… but I happen to like mangos, so it works either way.
Today, let’s chat about Hair Fair!
Continue reading “Confession .98. I LIKE Mangos, Dammit!”
I’ve been hearing symphonies
Before all I heard was silence
A rhapsody for You and me
And every melody is timeless…
This was the topic of a discussion I attended this afternoon, and it definitely made me think. Granted, I have been at a point where previous relationships have caused me to examine those things I consider to be Core Values… but this discussion made me think about some of this stuff in a different way…
Continue reading “Confession .97. Every Day You’re Here, I’m Healing…”
The reminders pull the floor from your feet
In the kitchen, one more chair than you need
And you’re angry… and you should be… it’s not fair
Just cause you can’t see it, doesn’t mean it isn’t there…
I was more than a little bit terrified when I started getting wind of a new Linkin Park album.
Like… I grew up with Linkin Park… and they were kind of the misfit’s anthem of my generation – at least in the part of the midwest I was in… maybe in more musically-diverse areas of the country and of the world, you had a different band that was this for you… but, like… I couldn’t wrap my head around being now 27 years old and going back to listening to this band from my childhood/early-adolescence.
And then I heard “Heavy” for the first time. And that song played on repeat for DAYS… Linkin Park had managed to write my anthem all over again… so of course, I started poking around at other songs from the album.
That’s when I found this one…
Continue reading “Confession .94. Who Cares If One More Light Goes Out? I Do…”