Ohh… I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him…
Camila Cabello is too fucking catchy. Even if I find a lot of the music base-less and depth-less… I can’t help but listen to it on repeat. And that’s exactly why you’re getting one of her newer singles in this blog post today. Lmao.
Sorry, not sorry, if it gets stuck in your head.
Continue reading “Confession .146. Half Of My Heart Is In Havana…”
I taste you on my lips and I can’t get rid of you
So I damn your kiss and the awful things you do
Yeah, you’re worse than nicotine…
I’d apologize for my embracing the full-on creep-factor of October, but I’m not gonna. Lol.
Honestly, I don’t even really get that into Halloween in RL, and I usually don’t in SL either… but honestly, it’s these damned eyes, eyeshadows, and lipsticks from Izzie’s in this Powder Pack. I can’t get enough. It inspires me to embrace my inner creepy bitch and push the boundaries of what I’m used to styling and posting.
And I can’t say I’m mad at it, really.
Continue reading “Confession .143. Burn My Lungs And Curse My Eyes…”
I can tell you what it feels like
To lose your home on a cold night
Can you see the blood in my red eyes?
Have another toke, we’ll forget life…
“We can bottle up our fear, brew a taste so sweet, knock us off our feet.”
The particular video of this song that I’m watching while I’m writing this has been out since July of 2016. So my only question is…
WHERE THE HELL WAS I?! I’m LOVING this song, and it’s been on repeat all night, hence it has managed to permeate this blog post. Sorry, not sorry.
Continue reading “Confession .142. Burn Our Troubles, Inhale Them All…”
But they would see me when I’m coming
I’ll be laughing, why you running?
Oh, you won’t see me when I’m coming
I’ll be that monster you been wanting…
5 years in the modeling industry, supposedly I’ve been this horrible person the whole time right, and this is the first time I’ve wound up in SL Secrets. And it was weak af.
Like… I’m almost disappointed THAT’S what they went with. Though I’m even more disappointed that their edit of my photo was garbage. Did you get my ex, the “graphic designer” to do it for you?
Sorry… end petty. On to better things!
Continue reading “Confession .140. They Made A Monster Out Of Me…”
Gonna wear that dress You like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to Your heart beating…
So… yep, you guessed it… this is a thing that happened. Blogging while bound.
But that’s ok… because this post is actually going to be a writing assignment that Master gave to me. Because while I’m still in the mindset of “Fuck this shit, I’m free of people watching me,” what could possibly be a better time to do an in-depth look at roles in D/s and M/s relationships here on this blog?
Continue reading “Confession .139. Let Me Show You How Proud I Am To Be Yours…”
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…
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…
Continue reading “Confession .138. But You Still Stand In Frame, I Just Don’t Look The Same…”