Are You the cure or disease
Do You still take as You please?
Are You the cure or are You the disease?
So… I took and edited these pictures yesterday… and then got distracted, so I never did the post. Oops.
Also, Merry Belated Christmas and Happy Belated New Year, since I haven’t blogged since both of those holidays have passed. I kinda got caught up in the holidays around in RL, the end of the POE 10 hunt in SL, and then my muse just… took a vacation. Like, I couldn’t look at things in my inventory – bought or otherwise – and figure out something I wanted to put together.
I spent weeks in the same outfit, and I was lucky if I even changed colors. LOL. That was the point I was at before yesterday.
Continue reading “Confession .161. No One Can Walk Away Truly Alive…”
So I’ve been thinking that I think too much
And I can’t sleep, but I can dream of us
And I’ve been seeing shit like horror cuts
It’s burning down… I gotta drown this out…
And You said You need me to let this go
But it’s who I am, or am I just losing it?
Cause You said ‘jump’ and I went first, but falling’s always been my downfall…
I don’t really know what to say in this post… which is ironic because I’ve been offline for almost a week, so there should be lots to say, right? Like, I’m behind…
But I dunno… I just got home from a mini vacation to Mississippi this weekend, so maybe there are some stories to talk about there.
Continue reading “Confession .159. But If You Keep Second Guessing Then There’s Only Gonna Be One End…”
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.”
Continue reading “Confession .123. A Closed Mouth Don’t Get Fed…”
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…”
Continue reading “Confession .121. Vodka On My Lips, Took Too Many Drinks…”
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!”
And I never understood how you could treat me so heartless
Until I realized that you just needed mine
This is coming out on a Thursday, and I’m writing it the Friday before… so keep that in mind. Lol. By the time you read this, I will have already gone to my friend’s class. But tonight, I am prepping to try and go to my friend’s dance class she’s teaching… in Gor. And I haven’t been to Gor in, like, 10 months?
So of course, where do I go for Gor things but On A Lark! I’m in love with this dress. Granted, probably not something Master would approve of a slave wearing in Gor… too covered… buuuuut I think it’s pretty, so I decided to take pictures!
Continue reading “Confession .114. Crossing Out My Exes And Ex-ing Out All Of My Losses…”