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 .341. I’m So Powerful, I Don’t Need Batteries To Play…

I put my armor on, show you how strong how I am
I put my armor on, I’ll show you that I am…

Where has old Sia gone? The Sia that wrote empowering shit like this? No, I’m not going to spend this blog post talking about the dumpster fire that is the movie ‘Music’… but know I’m not happy with it. I’m just saving that for when I feel more ranty.

Confession .340. Maybe I’m Not Pretty, Maybe I’m Just Fun…

I’m not gunna ask for help
Cause all you’re gunna say is
“You’re perfect, and, oh, you’re so worth it”
But sometimes I hate myself
I get inside my head and
I think that I somehow deserve this…

I’m back. And if this is your first time here and you don’t know where I went, I had weight loss surgery, something I talked a lot in a post HERE.

Confession .338. I Think I Might Do Anything For You If You Just Let Me…

I don’t wanna be just a memory
And I don’t wanna feel Your wings break free
Because without You I’m lost in the breeze

It feels good to be back.

Confession .336. I’m A Waiting Pistol Hungry For Skin On Metal…

Venom in your veins always finds a way
It’s the price you pay
When you play with the pain…

i keep a collection of random songs in a Bookmark folder just labeled “Music” that i go back into when i’m looking for stuff to dance to. It’s such a mixture of genres and artists that it would likely make most of you raise an eyebrow. But this is one of those songs in that folder, so enjoy!

Confession .319. I Don’t Want You Looking Back At All The Ghosts Left Behind…

Perfect line to open with
Her heart was never meant for this
Ooh we’re never over it…

It’s interesting the lengths that P/people will go to to justify what they want to do, even if it isn’t the right thing – morally in that situation or just generally.

Confession .318. And You’ll Never Hear All I Wanted To Tell You That Day…

Shut me up, shut me up
You’ll never hear from me again
My lips are sealed, lips are sealed
And You still got glue on Your hands…

i was going to write something about the election, but at this point i’m just so tired from the anxiety and the stress, i think i’m just going to leave you with a story from my RL today, a pretty picture, and some credits.

Confession .316. Can You Make Things Alright?

I don’t know how to face it
I don’t know how to name it
Know who to blame
But nothing seems alright…

This is always the time of year that i dread – the closer it inches to my dad’s birthday, the more in my feelings i get about it.

Confession .312. If You Wanna Break These Walls Down, You’re Gonna Get Bruised…

I’m headed straight for the castle
They’ve got the kingdom locked up
And there’s an old man sitting on the throne
That’s saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut

October usually inspires me, however 2020 being the ass-backwards year that it is, i’m finding that it’s taken me 9 days into spooky month to feel inspired to post much of anything…

Confession .311. I Wonder When I Love Me Is Enough…

After all the times i went and messed it up
i wonder when i love me is enough…

As the hurricane ruined my plan for topics inspired by Suicide Awareness Month last month, i’m still going to go over a few things that i wanted to cover then. Tonight, i want to approach something that i still have issues with at times… self-love and being a whole person by myself.