We fight like lions, we howl at the moon
We should be flying, instead we bury the truth
But I know inside, we’re beautiful creatures…
Before anyone starts reading and goes to make this comment… yes, I’m aware this is a deer onesie, not a goat. *laughs* However, the deer was the closest to a goat in this gacha set, so you gotta bear with me. I did what I could with what was at my disposal.
Besides, it was only to be smartass-y about this particular topic anyway. Lol. Zodiac Signs!
Continue reading “Confession .148. We Swear We’re Alive, But We’re Falling To Pieces…”
I don’t know what it is, but I got that feeling
Waking up in this bed next to you, swear the room – yeah – it got no ceiling
If we lay, let the day just pass us by
I might get to too much talking
I might have to tell you something…
“I like me better when I’m with You.”
I’m the one that will sabotage my own relationships. I’ll get stir-crazy and feel trapped, despite WANTING to serve and be in that subservient place in my relationships… so I’ll sabotage myself, find an excuse to leave, and go. Peace out, do not pass go, do not collect $200.
But not here… not this time…
Continue reading “Confession .147. To Not Know Who I Am But Still Know That I’m Good Long As You’re Here With Me…”
My window’s cracked, they can be replaced
But your arm will tire, throwing stones my way…
So. Here is why that SL Secret situation means less to me than it apparently does to some of you: There is too much going on in RL and SL to worry about petty people’s shit.
I hate to be that blunt (no I don’t), but it’s the truth at the moment.
Continue reading “Confession .141. You Use Your Words As A Weapon, Dear…”
But they would see me when I’m coming
I’ll be laughing, why you running?
Oh, you won’t see me when I’m coming
I’ll be that monster you been wanting…
5 years in the modeling industry, supposedly I’ve been this horrible person the whole time right, and this is the first time I’ve wound up in SL Secrets. And it was weak af.
Like… I’m almost disappointed THAT’S what they went with. Though I’m even more disappointed that their edit of my photo was garbage. Did you get my ex, the “graphic designer” to do it for you?
Sorry… end petty. On to better things!
Continue reading “Confession .140. They Made A Monster Out Of Me…”
Gonna wear that dress You like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to Your heart beating…
So… yep, you guessed it… this is a thing that happened. Blogging while bound.
But that’s ok… because this post is actually going to be a writing assignment that Master gave to me. Because while I’m still in the mindset of “Fuck this shit, I’m free of people watching me,” what could possibly be a better time to do an in-depth look at roles in D/s and M/s relationships here on this blog?
Continue reading “Confession .139. Let Me Show You How Proud I Am To Be Yours…”
When you’ve been fighting for it all your life
You’ve been working every day and night
That’s how a superhero learns to fly…
Now, onto more positive things!
It’s always interesting to me to see how people react when someone is in crisis. There are – generally – two large subsets of people: 1.) Those that sit back and thank god it’s not them, but don’t really make an effort to help in any way, and 2.) Those that jump in and help in any way that they can, no matter how small they might think it is.
I try my damnedest to be in that second subset of people as often as I can.
Continue reading “Confession .135. That’s How A Superhero Learns To Fly…”
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…”
I’m still rocking your hood, and chewing on the strings
It makes me think about you, so I wear it when I sleep
I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns
Still rocking your hoodie, baby, even though it hurts…
Storytime with Deia! This one’s a random/fun story, promise! I need the giggle and the good nostalgia lately, so I thought I’d share it with you too.
Continue reading “Confession .119. Gave You Everything And All I Got Was This…”
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…”
Baby, fineness is the way to kill
Tell me how it feel, I bet it’s such a bitter pill
And yeah, I know you thought you had bigger better things
Bet right now this stings
Cause the grass is greener under me
Bright as technicolor, I can tell that you can see
And yeah, I know how bad it must hurt to see me like this
But it gets worse!
Sorry, not sorry. I’m absolutely OBSESSED with this song right now. (Well… by ‘right now’ I still mean a week before you’re going to see this. But this is the last of the pre-scheduled posts, so you’ll start getting stuff in real-time again soon!)
Continue reading “Confession .115. Payback Is A Bad Bitch, And Baby, I’m The Baddest…”