I am not afraid anymore
Standing in the eye of the storm
Ready to face this, dying to taste this, sick sweet warmth…
If you’ve been here for any length of time, you know decor is not my strong suit, but is something i’ve been trying to improve upon for years now. i think part of it is that i’m so rarely inspired by ‘just’ decor, as opposed to being inspired by fashion, makeup, hair, etc.
But today’s post, however, came easy, and i was truly inspired by the items i put together…
i still see Your shadows in my room
Can’t take back the love that i gave You
It’s to the point where i love and i hate You
And i cannot change You so i must replace You…
i hadn’t written anything new, poetry-wise, since the Beyond the Rainbow event i read at during BOI Week… i’d started a few things but nothing that i never really finished until last night when i was journaling. So this is another blog post where i’m going to cheat and show you what i journaled. Some of you, while not D/s, may still relate to this… and D/s people, particularly submissives, may relate more deeply.
Continue reading “Confession .221. Who Knew Evil Girls Had The Prettiest Face?”
I kissed a stranger in a white dress
She put a crown on top of my head
Said every King needs a Queen in His bed…
Forgive me if I get a little ranty tonight… there’s a particular piece of a conversation with a former friend that has been stuck in my head and really grinding me the wrong way. I thought after having slept on it, I’d feel better about it… but I don’t, really… so here is my response…
Continue reading “Confession .200. We Can Dive Down Deeper Instead…”
I’ll take every chance I get
Hold tight every single moment
If there was ever a time for change
Oh, it’s here and now…
And it’s time to soar…
What am I doing at almost 4:30 in the morning the day after my wedding? Blogging, of course! Cause my flighty muse decided THIS was the moment to have some kind of inspiration. Of course, I have no explanation for the Fantasy Bohemian Hippie Elf… that one you’ll have to work out on your own.
Continue reading “Confession .182. Everything I Got, I’ll Give It All…”
Maybe if I was a neon light
I’d lead your car right back to my door
Oh, maybe if I was a jukebox needle dropping on a drinking song
You’d want one more
If my name was Whiskey
Maybe right now you’d miss me…
There comes a time where you’ve given so much to someone or something, that you have to see if it’s not being reciprocated. You have to sit back and objectively look at what you’re giving and what you’re getting back from it and question whether the return is worth the effort put in.
And sometimes it will be unbalanced, and that’ll still be ok. Other times, it will take sitting back and looking objectively at it to see just how much your efforts are being taken advantage of.
Continue reading “Confession .151. I’d Be All You Need, And You’d Get Drunk On Me…”
We fight like lions, we howl at the moon
We should be flying, instead we bury the truth
But I know inside, we’re beautiful creatures…
Before anyone starts reading and goes to make this comment… yes, I’m aware this is a deer onesie, not a goat. *laughs* However, the deer was the closest to a goat in this gacha set, so you gotta bear with me. I did what I could with what was at my disposal.
Besides, it was only to be smartass-y about this particular topic anyway. Lol. Zodiac Signs!
Continue reading “Confession .148. We Swear We’re Alive, But We’re Falling To Pieces…”
I don’t know what it is, but I got that feeling
Waking up in this bed next to you, swear the room – yeah – it got no ceiling
If we lay, let the day just pass us by
I might get to too much talking
I might have to tell you something…
“I like me better when I’m with You.”
I’m the one that will sabotage my own relationships. I’ll get stir-crazy and feel trapped, despite WANTING to serve and be in that subservient place in my relationships… so I’ll sabotage myself, find an excuse to leave, and go. Peace out, do not pass go, do not collect $200.
But not here… not this time…
Had a Boogieman under my bed
Putting crazy thoughts inside my head
Always whispering, “It’s all your fault.”
He was telling me, “No, you’re not that strong.”
So. Safe to say I’ve been screwed over a lot. Like… this might not sound like me, but I have this… inkling… to give people the benefit of the doubt far more often than I should. And as such, I suppose that makes me easy to take advantage of.
And yet… when I find I am taken advantage of, I’m STILL angry at the people who do it. As if I had nothing to do with letting them roll me over.
Continue reading “Confession .117. Life Ain’t Always Fair, But Hell Is Living In Resentment…”
I buy my own things
I pay my own bills
These diamond rings, my automobiles…
“Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me honey…”
Is the fashion world in Second Life dead? Has fashion modeling died? What the hell is going on with it? I’ve seen these questions flying around the last month-ish or so… and I finally wanted to take a moment to breathe, sit down, and chat with you all a little bit about my experiences.
The good and the bad. *Sips her tea*
Continue reading “Confession .116. I’m A Motherfuckin’ Woman!”
I’ve got issues, You’ve got ’em too
So give them all to me and I’ll give mine to You
Bask in the glory of all our problems
Cause we’ve got the kind of love it takes to solve them
I’ve got issues, and one of them is how bad I need You…
So I’m sitting in a discussion right now – I’m seeing a pattern of blogging in the background during discussions lately… I’m sorry! But I’m sitting in a discussion right now, and I’d even typed the title of this post and chosen the song before I hopped over here… only to find myself discussing one of the very words that I chose to use…
Over-zealous.
Basically, a more positive way to be called pushy, or – as the discussion topic brought up – a bitch.
Continue reading “Confession .85. I’m Jealous; I’m Over-Zealous…”
Antisocial Darwinism 