i know you wanna say you’re sorry
But i’ve already heard that story
i don’t wanna be your fool anymore…
Can’t you see i’m in recovery?
Today i decided to do something a little bit different – record a video! i dunno… why not? E/everyone else and their brother in SL does this, and i just couldn’t find a good photo i liked until AFTER i recorded the video in order to do a traditional blog post, so i figured i’d give this a shot. This is my first video, so play nice. Scroll to the bottom beneath the credits where the ‘blogging tune’ is for the video! Flickr wanted to be rude.
Continue reading “Confession .280. Just Let It Be, I’m In Recovery…”
Come on little lady, give Us a smile
No, i ain’t got nothin to smile about
i got no one to smile for, i waited awhile for
A moment to say, “i don’t owe You a goddamn thing!”
This is another one of those days where the lyrics to the song speak more than i do…. and so i’m just going to let them do that.
Continue reading “Confession .279. I’m Tired And Angry, But Somebody Should Be…”
Cause i used to defy gravity, defy gravity
Goodbyes keep dragging me down…
And i’m fighting gravity, defying gravity
i’ve tried but i keep falling, cause falling’s easy
But it only brings You down…
Today is the last day of ROMP! And while Y/you haven’t seen too terribly much from me over these last 2 posts, Y/you have gotten to see some of my absolute favorites from this round. When items are quality, it makes doing what i do so much easier and allows me to simply have fun and play around in Photoshop for enjoyment rather than obligation, so i’m grateful to have been part of the team for this round.
Continue reading “Confession .276. And It Means Nothing Til You Let It…”
You like broken girls cause they make You feel put together
Broken girls, rip it open then You kiss it better…
It’s been awhile. Damn near a month. And i apologize for that. If Y/you read my last post, Y/you know that i posted that literally the day after i got home from the hospital. i wasn’t ready to share all of that with E/everyone, really, but unfortunately, a poorly-managed situation in my home Community in which my personal business was being spread around carelessly made it such that if i didn’t tell the rest of my own story it likely would’ve morphed beyond recognition by the time i was ready to speak about it.
Unfortunately, that means that i kinda had to force myself to be more raw than i was ready to be, and it took away every desire i had to write anything else for awhile. Again, my apologies. Especially to those Designers who entrust me with showcasing their designs. i’m playing catch up, and i thank you in advance for Y/your understanding. ♥
Continue reading “Confession .275. Dig Up All The Ugly Shit, Then You Offer Up Your Remedy…”
It’s crazy when the thing you love the most is the detriment
Let that sink in…
You can think again
When the hand you wanna hold is a weapon and you’re nothing but skin…
i can’t anymore. i just can’t. The only reason i continue to is because i promised i wouldn’t just kinda… word-vomit it everywhere. But why do people get to hurt and manipulate other people and still get exactly what they want? Like… why is that ok?
Continue reading “Confession .273. It’s Funny How The Warning Signs Can Feel Like They’re Butterflies…”
Probably cause you’re the one playin’ the mind games…
You hate me because i don’t let you play no mind games
They give me migraines and damage my brain…
Funny thing about half-truths… they always come out eventually. Whether it’s half-truths Y/you’re telling a romantic partner/potential romantic partner, or half-truths Y/you’re telling Y/your F/friends and A/acquaintances… they will always catch up to Y/you, because eventually Y/you’ll forget which lies Y/you told to cover up the last one, to cover up the one before that, to cover up the first one. It will all just get too much, and Y/you’ll slip. It always happens. It’s why i don’t understand why P/people even bother to begin that nightmare chain in the first place.
Continue reading “Confession .272. And If You Switch Sides, You’re Gonna Have To Claim Your Place…”
Paint a picture in my brain, encapsulate the fleeting feeling
It ricochets, replace my pain ’til every trace is leaving
The nerve of autumn time days flying by, every sunrise healing me
And W/we’re okay, W/we’ll live this way ’til it’s done…
Been a minute, hasn’t it? If Y/you missed the craziness on Facebook… i, uh… broke my ankle in RL. Yes, it was a stupid situation. Yes, i’m clumsy and a klutz. W/we can move on now. Lol. W/we’re beginning one of my favorite times of year… October.
Continue reading “Confession .271. Is It Too Soon To Know If It’s Too Soon To Say For Now?”