Confession .296. I Gave You Ride Or Die And You Gave Me Games…

i wish i could hurt You back
Love, what would You do if You couldn’t get me back?
You’re the one who’s gonna lose
Something so special, something so real
Tell me, boy, how in the fuck would You feel?
If You couldn’t get me back
That’s what i wish that i could do to You…

i feel like i’ve used this backdrop, like, 3 times in the last year.  Oh, well.  Lol.  In the nature of not smiling and nodding as much when it comes to how i feel about things, and instead being more honest but tempered with respect… let’s try this, shall W/we?

Confession .170. Someone Take Me Home…

Now tell me: How did my dreams turn into nightmares?
How did I lose it, when I was right there?
Now I’m so far that it feels like it’s all gone to pieces
Tell me why the world never fights fair…

I’ve had these photos for days… and just haven’t known what to write really to go with it.  And I still don’t, really.  So this might be a relatively short post.

Confession .66. Opia

Shoutout to my ex, You’re really quite the man
You made my heart break at that made me who I am
Here’s to my ex, hey, look at me now
I’m all the way up, I swear You’ll never bring me down!

opia
n. the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable—their pupils glittering, bottomless and opaque—as if you were peering through a hole in the door of a house, able to tell that there’s someone standing there, but unable to tell if you’re looking in or looking out.

I’ve always been one to kink for sensory deprivation.  I always loved the idea of it within SL, and then when I went into the RL community, I experimented with it and found just as intense a love for it there as well.  Though I think my enjoyment of it in RL came in a completely different form than I would have liked for it to.

Confession .65. You Are Not Equal. I’m Sorry.

I’m re-posting a post that I saw that I find myself very much agreeing with.
I feel the need to repost this here because I’m seeing the post that it’s responding to circulating around my SL Facebook as well.
The content of this post was originally written by Dina Leygerman, and can be found HERE.

A post is making rounds on social media, in response to the Women’s March on Saturday, January 21, 2017. It starts with “I am not a “disgrace to women” because I don’t support the women’s march. I do not feel I am a “second class citizen” because I am a woman….”

This is [her; Dina’s] response to that post.

Say thank you. Say thank you to the women who gave you a voice. Say thank you to the women who were arrested and imprisoned and beaten and gassed for you to have a voice. Say thank you to the women who refused to back down, to the women who fought tirelessly to give you a voice. Say thank you to the women who put their lives on hold, who –lucky for you — did not have “better things to do” than to march and protest and rally for your voice. So you don’t feel like a “second class citizen.” So you get to feel “equal.”

Confession .64. Aren’t You Glad To Meet Me?

Been counting all your aces, you ain’t winnin’
Your phonebook full of numbers, ‘stead of names
All them vain decisions keep you jaded
You could have found the one but you won’t change…

So here’s the thing.  I’m kinda fed up with what the SL modeling community tells us is the ‘standard’ of what ‘pretty’ is.  I’m sick of being told I HAVE to look like everyone else (while also being lectured about being ‘unique’ and how my face is my brand)… I’m just done.  Fed up.  Over it.