Now all of my oceans have riptides
Can’t seem to find what’s wrong
The whole world is letting me down…
My avatar is a bit of a mood ring for me, sometimes. I’m so used to changing everything as often as I feel like – a simple scroll back through my Flickr feed will show you how often I change my avatar. Lol.
Continue reading “Confession .368. Today It’s As Dark As My Roots…”
Baby, i’m not even in a gown
i’m just in a t-shirt on the couch
The way You want me makes me want You now
The only thing you have to say is, “Wow!”
Family who happen to stumble along this post… just move right along, and please don’t beat me. Lol. Love youuuuuu.
Continue reading “Confession .330. On The Hardwood Floor, We Should Be Asleep…”
Not gonna waste my life, ’cause i’ve been fucked up
‘Cause it doesn’t matter
So, waste my time, and God save all of us
And the walls, they’ll shatter
And i won’t let my insecurities define who i am
i am not gonna waste my life, ’cause i’ve been fucked up
‘Cause it doesn’t matter…
i spend a lot of time, a lot more than i’d like to admit sometimes, mourning situations, relationships, etc that died a long time ago. It doesn’t matter how recent the final severing of the connection happened… most times, what made it ‘special’ died much before that.
Continue reading “Confession .327. God Save Me, But Don’t Drown Me Out…”
Seasons, they will change, Life will make You grow
Death can make You hard, hard, hard
Everything is temporary, everything will slide
Love will never die, die, die…
i try not to blog on this day each year. August 1st is hard for me, but given that it’s 11:47pm, at night, about to become August 2nd, i think i can still get away with it before i go to sleep.
Continue reading “Confession .267. Everything Is Temporary, Everything Will Slide…”
So You’re a tough Guy, like it really rough Guy
Just can’t get enough Guy, chest always so puffed Guy
i’m that bad type, make Your mama sad type
Make Your girlfriend mad type, might seduce Your Dad type
i’m the bad guy… duh…
i used to be really into photo contests, especially as i was actively working my ass off to make my photos into something i was proud of. Now that i’m usually satisfied with the outcome of most of my photos, i’ve allowed my competitive nature to settle the hell down. i only enter things when i’m inspired – like last year when i put a photo into the Swallow Ears contest… it’s still one of my favorite photos i’ve done in the last little bit.
So i wasn’t planning to enter this contest until i took a walk through the event and heard this song on the radio last night. Lol.
Got the hustle on the gun I’m about to work it
Looking at you in my ride, yeah, you endorse it
Make some noise, this is my night, got you on the guest list
Acting up with me tonight, you’ll never forget this…
i don’t understand P/people sometimes…. Let me explain…
Continue reading “Confession .249. Be The Problem; Call Me Problematic…”
Antisocial Darwinism 