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Confession .173. Hold Me Tight, Or Don’t…

I got too high again when I realized I can’t not be with You
Or be just Your friend
I love you to death, but I just can’t, I just can’t pretend
We were lovers first, confidants, but never friends
Were we ever friends?

Confession .173.  Hold Me Tight, Or Don't...

I’m back!  Sorry it took me, like, a whole week to get my shit together after my mini-vacation in New Orleans.  It was just such an amazing time, and I came back ready to hit the ground running on some other stuff, I kinda tripped and forgot the whole “take pictures” aspect of my life.  Lol.  Never again!

Well, that’s a lie… I’ll probably flake again at some point.  But never purposely, and never because I don’t love youuuu!

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Confession .146. Half Of My Heart Is In Havana…

Ohh… I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him…

Confession .146.  Half Of My Heart Is In Havana...

Camila Cabello is too fucking catchy.  Even if I find a lot of the music base-less and depth-less… I can’t help but listen to it on repeat.  And that’s exactly why you’re getting one of her newer singles in this blog post today. Lmao.

Sorry, not sorry, if it gets stuck in your head.

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Confession .96. I Wanna Be Like Most Girls…

Most girls are smart and strong and beautiful
Most girls word hard, go far, we are unstoppable
Most girls, our fight to make every day
No two are the same
I wanna be like, I wanna be like most girls…

Confession .96.  I Wanna Be Like Most Girls...

“You know, some days you feel so good in your own skin, but it’s ok if you wanna change the body that you came in.  Cause you look greatest when you feel like a damn queen!  We’re all just playing a game, in a way, tryna win that life.”

I love this song.  Like… love it.  Lately, the songs I’ve been blogging, I’ve heard on the radio (I know, right?  That still exists?!) in the car on my way home from work.  The station I listen to prides itself on playing what ‘YOU want to hear’, so every day at 5pm local time, they do a “Test Drive At 5” with a new song, then they ask on Twitter for thumbs up and thumbs down.

I think this song was, like, 81% positive feedback.

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Confession .82. We Wrote A Story In The Fog On The Windows That Night…

Everybody’s waiting up to hear if I dare speak Your name
Put it deep beneath the track, like the hole You left in me…
And everybody wants to know ’bout how it felt to hear You scream
They know You Walk like You’re a God, they can’t believe I made You weak…

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“And I’m gonna write it all down, and I’m gonna sing it on stage, but I don’t have to fuckin’ tell You anything…”

That’s the beauty of this blog being mine.  Lol.  I was accused in the past, ironically enough, of dragging someone through the mud, or some equally ridiculous bullshit… for talking about my experiences in here.  In this space that is mine.  In this space that, mind you, I don’t play the ‘name and shame’ game when I’m speaking about negative experiences in my life.

I just tell you all what I’ve experienced and learned, so that hopefully you won’t have to learn the hard way.  You can benefit from my mistakes, yeah?  At least, I hope so.

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Confession .71. She’s The Last True Mouthpiece

No Masters or Kings
When the Ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin…

Confession .71.  She's The Last True Mouthpiece

So, I found this cover today.  Ellie Goulding’s voice and this song?  *Swoons*

Anyway… sorry… where was I?  Oh yeah!  Cute things and black-and-white goodness!

I mentioned in my last post that Astralia was one of my newest sponsors.  In my small hiatus, I gained a few amazing sponsors that have trusted their creations to me, and I couldn’t be more grateful.  In this post, I’ll be introducing a few more of those to you: Kenny Rolands, Glamistry, and Facade.

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Confession .40. My Blood Flows Faster With Every Thought Of Everything That Happened Here…

And I remember that day that saved us…
The way you kissed me, and the salt, it filled my eyes.
And we remember our California
The night we slept along the shore and washed away…

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I finally graduated.

Yes, this is another one of those posts that I guess the title could be a little ‘click-baity’ cause it has nothing to do with what I’m blogging about.  My bad.  I’ve just been watching this show on Netflix called Switched At Birth, and I’m starting from the very beginning, Season 1, that I guess started in 2011 or so?  And a lot of the songs I really like… so I’ve been on a bit of a musical binge of the ‘soundtrack’ lately, and that particular lyric stuck out to me.

But has nothing to do with this post…

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Confession .39. I’m Ok, I Got Me, I’m Good…

This time, keep Yours cause I got mine…
I ain’t never met nobody better
Nobody loves me like me…

Confession .39.  I'm Ok, I Got Me, I'm Good...

I lied.

I said I was ok with it.  With all of it.  With being stabbed in the back, with being made to believe that things were ok, with being told there were feelings there only to have them ripped away from me.  I said I was ok.  I said I should have expected it.  After all, fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice…

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