Confession .356. And If You’d Ask Them, They Would Describe Me Differently…

‘Cause some people make me bitter
Smile and then squeeze a lime in my cut
And some people make me sweeter
‘Cause they make me feel like I am enough
And that makes me a giver
But my mom says I tend to give too much
And some people make me better
And that’s how I know my favorite part of me is you
My favorite part of me is you…

As we enter the last few days of Mermaid Cove, I would like to once again encourage you all to go explore the underwater seascape that is the amazing event full of talented creators ready to help you bring out your inner-mermaid.

Confession .355. I Guess That’s The Difference Between You And I…

The difference between you and I
Is I would never leave you stranded, left behind
So once it all comes down to the wire
I know I ain’t perfect, I ain’t always right
But at least I can own it, at least I tried
I guess that’s the difference between you and I…

More mermaid goodness from Mermaid Cove! Honestly, I’m loving all of the different items that have been put out at various events lately, but I keep coming back to my inner-Siren. ♥

Confession .349. I Don’t Wanna Lose Control…

Trying everyday when I hold my breath
Spinning out in space
Pressing on my chest
I don’t wanna lose control…

I feel like they borked my brain when they did both surgeries that I’ve had in the last three months. I have zero inspiration for much of anything, I’m tired all the time, and I just have, like, zero attention span.

Confession .347. I’m Not Leaving Quiet, Babe…

Just set it all on fire and burn down this room
And strip my being to the wires
And I’ll learn to carry it through
But in any kind of way, I’ll make it clear for you
I’m not leaving quiet, babe
So burn down this room…

I’m more inspired for photos lately than I am for dance. And that’s saying something… usually I’m brimming with things I want to build or dance – but ever since my surgery it’s like… I don’t have the brain power, or the inspiration, or both. And I’m a little afraid it’ll never come back…

Confession .346. Pink – It’s Not Even A Question…

Pink – like a deco umbrella
It’s kink that you don’t ever tell her…

“WHAT IN TARNATION DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR?!”

Confession .345. How Am I Gonna Be An Optimist About This?

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above…

If You close Your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

Confession .343. But You Won’t Be Left Behind…

So I’ll tell You now, I don’t have a doubt
I’ll come home to You, no matter what we do
I will find a way, cause I’m not ready
To say goodbye at anytime…

The concept of Polyamory as a whole is way too much for me to talk about in one blog post, but there are a couple of musings I guess I want to mention.

Confession .342. You Cut My Brakes And Hit The Throttle…

I don’t know if this is real life, real life
What happens if I open my eyes, my eyes?
Will I ever get my head right, head right?
I don’t know if this is real life, real life…

This song is stuck in my head, like, every other day. But then again, for the last five months it’s been pretty relevant. Lol.

Confession .331. I’ll Take Fake Moans And Dial Tones…

i need it digital
Cause, Baby, when it’s physical, i end up alone
End up alone…

And yet… the best line of this entire song? “And will you please pick up the fucking phone?!”

Confession .330. On The Hardwood Floor, We Should Be Asleep…

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.