Confession .125. Assembling Their Philosophies From Pieces Of Broken Memories…

If You love me, let me go…
Cause these words are knives and often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
Truth be told, I never was Yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart…

That close-up photo may or may not be petty.  Truthfully, I’m sick of worrying whether it’s petty or not.  It made me smile, and so I took and edited the photo, and now I’m posting it.  You don’t like it, you can click the x… no one is forcing you to be here.

That last bit?  Not to those of you that read and are supportive.  Mostly directed at the drama-mongerers that wanna come in my box or sub me on Facebook about stuff I write here.  Lol.  I see you, boo.  And I don’t care.  ❤

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Confession .124. Tried To Shake Your Indifference, But It’s Too Late Now…

Say what You mean out loud
Drowning in silence when I’m lost in the crowd
Cause every sweet thing You’d never speak
It’s deafening
Never knowing what could be
Wish I could show You how…
But You’re just a ghost now

This song… has had me fucked up for days.  Days.  So… now I’m gonna earworm it to all of you.  You’re welcome.

Also… I went through hell to get this particular set of pictures, so I really hope you enjoy them… like, I logged in naked at a safe hub at one point, so y’all better like them.  Lol.

Anyway… on to why this song has me so fucked up lately.

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Rock Your Rack 2017 – Coming September 30th!

For Immediate Release.
Rock Your Rack 2017
September 30th, 2017 – October 14th, 2017

Breast cancer is one of the leading health crises for women. 1 in 8 women, and an every increasing percentage of men will be diagnosed with breast cancer in their lifetime. There is currently no known cure for breast cancer, and its early diagnosis is critical to survival.

Models Giving Back is pleased to present Rock Your Rack, an annual fundraising event combining the best of SL Music, Art and Fashion to support the work of breast cancer charities and raise awareness for early detection which is critical to a positive outcome for this devastating disease.

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Confession .123. A Closed Mouth Don’t Get Fed…

They get mad I keep on talkin’
Nevermind, I beg your pardon?
Guess I’m just too damned outspoken
They can’t take me anywhere…

Reviewing stuff normally isn’t my thing.  I share narratives with you all usually, from my SL, my RL, a mixture of the two… whatever is on my mind.  However, what is on my mind right now is this tool I picked up that I used for these photos… so today I’ma chat about it instead.

If this kinda blog isn’t your style, feel free to scroll to the end for credits of where to find the pretty.  ❤

Also, I’m pretty sure I’ve blogged this song several times, but…

“Guess I didn’t get the message.  Eff it, I don’t really care.”

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Confession .122. All The Leaves Are Brown And The Sky Is Grey…

I stopped into a church I passed along the way
Well I got down on my knees and I pretended to pray
You know the preacher likes the cold, He knows I’m gonna stay
California dreamin’ on such a winter’s day…

Someone commented on a past blog post that I did referencing my affinity for ‘stealing’ my first love’s cowboy hat and wearing it around all the time… including at my Senior prom, which I asked him to as my friend because all my friends were in long-term relationships and I didn’t want to go alone.

They asked me how I felt about being friends with him, knowing we would never be lovers, and how I got over him.  I suppose today it’s time to tell more of that story.

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Confession .121. Vodka On My Lips, Took Too Many Drinks…

Who are you to say that I didn’t love you
Cause I didn’t love the way you wanted?
And who am I to blame
When I didn’t trust you enough to let you in the way I wanted?

You know, this song really deserves from bad-ass zombie styling or something… but I can’t manage that at the moment and the song’s been stuck in my head all day.   So this is what you get.  LOL.

“If I’m lucky I’ll meet ya flipside of the graveyard…”

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Confession .120. But I Always Make The Same Mistakes…

Got a boy back home in Michigan
And it tastes like Jack when I’m kissing him
So I told him that I never really liked his friends
Now he’s gone and he’s calling me a bitch again…

Hooray!  I can start blogging the Miss Colour of Couture Challenges that we’ve done so far.  I’m going to TRY my damnedest to keep up with them… the Photo challenges, like this one, will be easier to blog because the photos will be there and edited already, but the runway challenges will take more motivation to put back on and blog.  Lmao.

My apologies in advance if I fall behind.

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