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Confession .18. I Hold On Too Long

I believe this is bigger than you and me
You will see the crowd swelling in revelry
I am ready, and if that means goodbye
Then it’s time to fly, into the light
Nothing but sky and the strong battlecry…

Battlecry 2

I am ready, and if that means goodbye…

… then maybe I’m not ready.  Maybe I’ve never been ready.  Maybe I’ll never be ready.

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Confession .17. I Wonder If It’s Worth It

Trying to push this problem up a hill
When it’s just too heavy to hold
Think now’s the time to let it slide…

Let It Go

Sometimes I wonder if it’s all worth it.  If all the crap I tend to put myself through is really worth it.  I am either on one end of the spectrum or the other…

Either I say “Fuck you” to everything, or I don’t know how to say no when I feel like people need my help…

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Confession .16. I Rarely Wear Shoes

We’ll be lacing the same shoes
That we’ve worn through
To the bottom of the line…

Roman Holiday

“We’ll be looking for sunlight, or the headlights, til our wide eyes burn blind.  We’ll be lacing the same shoes that we’ve worn through to the bottom of the line.  And we know that we’re headstrong, and our heart’s gone, and the timing’s never right.  But for now let’s get away on a Roman holiday.”

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Confession .15. I Am Not My Father

It’s hard to love the devil, He’s a hater
A dirty hypocrite, manipulator
Made a mama lose her kids
Made her go away for seventeen years
Not allowed to shed a tear
Growing up with all your phobic fears…

Like My Daddy

“But people tell me I’m just like my Daddy…”

“Ok then, Mitch…”

My mother says it to me because she knows it hurts.  3 words.  You wouldn’t think three words could hurt that much, especially when they seem so… ordinary.  But she does it on purpose.  Half the time she does it as a joke, when I’m being a smartass, because she knows it will make me laugh.

But the other times?

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Confession .14. The Sun Will Always Shine

Look at me, really look at me
Heart of a champion, eyes that have seen
Murder on my street, death on my block
Cops that be more criminal than cop…

Miss VIRTUAL DIVA 2016 - Tiviyah Resident (Full)

“I see one shot, two shot, three shot, four.  Daddy, I can’t take no more…”

I warned you all on Facebook to start expecting a string of Empire songs from the back half of season 2 to riddle my upcoming blog posts.  I ADORE a vast majority of the music (with the exception of anything Tianna [Serayah] did) from this part of the season, and so it’s definitely enough musical fuel to keep me going for a bit.

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Confession .13. I’m Not Strong Enough

I’ve been sleepless at night
Cause I don’t know how I feel
I’ve been waiting on you
Just to say something real

Let It All Go

“Who says truth is beauty after all?”

Confession #13.  And rather than being an ‘unlucky’ confession of sorts, I figured I’d be no less real than I’ve been with the rest of them.  I’m not strong enough.  I’m not.

Even in all this armor, I’m not strong enough.

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Confession .12. I’m Obsessed With Music

Mmm, what’d You say?
Mm, that You only meant well?  Well of course You did…
Mmm, what’d You say?
Mm, that it’s all for the best?  Of course it is!

Hide And Seek 2

“Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.  Sick, sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.  Speak no feeling, no I don’t believe you.  You don’t care a bit.  You don’t care a bit.”

I was OBSESSED with Imogen Heap in high school, and I’ve recently re-discovered how much I love her.  So don’t mind my random-ass song today.  -laughs-

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Confession .11. My Body Is Trying To Kill Me

The fire used to burn, and the words used to hurt
But you’re not like us, you are different
I couldn’t see that that was a compliment

Golden

My body is trying to kill me.  However, if you remotely pay attention to my Facebook, then you likely know the mess that’s been going on.  My apologies for not being around much.  I’m slowly sorting through my objects folder with stuff from sponsors, Fantasy Faire, and other craziness.  There’s so much.  I’m so sorry that I’m such a disorganized mess lately.

Let’s recount how my life has gone since the last time I blogged… on the 8th…

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