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Confession .329. Fa La La La La, La La, La La…

See the blazing Yule before us
Strike the harp and join the chorus
Follow me in merry measure
While i tell of Yuletide treasure

Confession .329.  Fa La La La La, La La, La La...

i held off long enough – it’s 10 days into December, 2 weeks til Christmas eve, here’s my first Christmas-y picture of the season.

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Posted in Events, Life, New Releases, Poetry, The World of Magic

Confession .243. Come Bring Me Help, Let It Rain Over Me…

i want You to bring it all on
If You make it all wrong, then i’ll make it all right, yeah
i want You to ruin my life, You to ruin my life, You to ruin my life…

Confession .243.  Come Bring Me Help, Let It Rain Over Me...

i promise i’m not dead.  Though my ISP might be if they keep having DNS issues that result in me needing to use a mobile connection to login and actually get work done.  -.-

Anyway, today i was hoping to share a bit of a work-in-progress kinda poem that i’ve been toying around on for the last little bit.  It is nowhere near done, i don’t think, but meh… it’s a start.

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Posted in Events, FaMeshed, Kustom 9, Life, New Releases, Vanity Event

Confession .235. And What About You, Mr. Poetry?

My kind of time’s meant to carelessly spend
My kind of nights are the ones that don’t end
My kind of fun doesn’t make any sense
And my kind of love, You won’t ever forget…

Confession .235.  And What About You, Mr. Poetry?

Well… happy freaking new year.  Lol.  Just like i said yesterday on Facebook, you’re not going to get some kind of “new year, new me” post out of me… because honestly, half the time i’m terrible at meeting goals, but to be perfectly frank?  No one can really, truly, drastically change who they are.  You’re given the body, the mind, the heart, the soul you’re given… and you can just work to improve it, to grow, and to learn… but you can’t expect to just be able to change everything.  And certainly not in 365 days.  So no… not ‘new year, new me’… just… new year, improving me.

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Posted in Events, FaMeshed, Kustom 9, Life, New Releases, Shop and Hop

Confession .233. Imagine A World Like That…

We go like up til i’m sleep on Your chest
Love how my face fits so good in Your neck
Why can’t You imagine a world like that?

Confession .233.  Imagine A World Like That...

Lord.  i took this photo Christmas Eve, edited it Christmas morning, and then didn’t get to post it until right now.  i’m doing this thing where i’m trying to focus more in the moment when i’m with someone/doing something rather than multitasking with 600 things, and honestly it’s been so good.

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Posted in Events, Group Gifts, Kustom 9, Life, New Releases

Confession .232. Thinkin’ I’m Flawed Because You Inconsistent…

Do You know what You’re doin?
Whose feelings that You’re hurtin’ and bruisin’?
You gon gain the whole world, but is it worth the girl that You losin’?
Be careful with me…

Confession .232.  Thinkin' I'm Flawed Because You Inconsistent...

i’m still alive, i promise.  i’ve just been pledging and unable to change out of my uniform for the most part.  But after having most of my individual stuff done, i got permission to change to bring you this outfit today, so thank the Big Sisters.  -laughs-

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Posted in Events, Life, New Releases, The Arcade, Uber

Confession .230. I’m Drawn To The Unknown, Where Shadows Hide…

The endless of darkness is hovering
The sound of the silence is deafening
Ten billion decibels shattering

Confession .230.  I'm Drawn To The Unknown, Where Shadows Hide...

People ask me sometimes why i withdraw from people and places that i used to frequent and enjoy being around.  Most of the time, my answers to this question are varied, and can sometimes be an over-reaction to a perception i have about a P/person or situation.  Today, though, today was different.

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Posted in Collabor88, Events, Life, New Releases, Uber

Confession .229. Integrity, Faith, and Crocodile Tears…

i can’t breathe, i can’t be
i can’t be what You want me to be
Believe me this one time
Believe me

Confession .229.  Integrity, Faith, and Crocodile Tears...

When it gets cold in the South, that’s when you know winter is ‘officially’ here.  When i, in Southern Alabama, get cold, that means it’s winter.  -laughs-  And my favorite Papillon market sim just changed over to winter and snow this week as well, so that’s what came as the inspiration for this photo.

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Confession .228. I Didn’t Notice, Cause My Love Was Blind

i said i’d catch You if You fall
And if They laugh, then fuck ’em all
And then i got You off Your knees
Put You right back on Your feet
Just so You could take advantage of me…

Confession .228.  I Didn't Notice, Cause My Love Was Blind...

Decor and i aren’t usually friends, but it’s been mentioned to me that i should show what i can do (or, rather, what i attempt to do) with decor from time to time in here.  At one point, i had given myself a goal to improve in this area, and i guess i just gave up on it, or i lost track of it, or i didn’t have the time to push myself as hard as necessary, or some combination of those things and others.  But here i am, giving it a shot again, i suppose.

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Posted in Builder's Box, Builder's Box (Oct 2018), Events, Salem

Confession .218. Are We Too Far Gone?

Can we come back from this, Can we come back from this?
Put the pieces back where they belong
Can we come back from this, Can we come back from this?
Or are we too far gone?

Confession .218.  Are We Too Far Gone?

“I should have seen the warning, this heavy weight inside my chains.  I should have told You sooner.  Thought that I could wait instead.  Can we stay here together, waiting for answers, and figure out which way we should go?  Is it out of our hands?  Or do we still have a chance if we hold on til the last of our hope?”

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Confession .212. Cause Certain Things Hurt, And You’re My Only Virtue…

There’s something about You
It’s when You get angry, You have me at Your mercy…
And You’re like the shoulder to turn to
Cause certain things mend us when we’re hanging on for dear life
We held on so tight…

Confession .212.  Cause Certain Things Hurt, And You're My Only Virtue...

Lately I’ve been getting back into freeform poetry written for speaking aloud… and so don’t be surprised if a lot of my posts become sharing some of these with you – like the last post I did, and my post today.

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