I got issues and chips on both of my shoulders
Reputation precedes me; in rumors I’m knee-deep
The truth it’s easier to ignore it, believe me…
I feel like I’m… less covered than I have been lately, but then when I went back on my Flickr to look at my last several blog posts, I realized that y’all don’t see me look like a bum like I do half the time that I’m not blogging… like… jeans and a hoodie are my staple… rarely am I wearing shoes… you all only ever get to see the pretties when I make an actual EFFORT to get dressed. Haha.
Continue reading “Confession .171. I Bury Hatchets, But I Keep Maps Of Where I Put ‘Em…”
I have so much more to offer
But I’m doing nothing about it…
I’m not good enough…
Sometimes I withdraw from you all… either via not posting in this blog, or I *actually* withdraw from those of you that know me in-world. I don’t talk, I avoid the places I usually hang out at… or I just don’t log in at all. I’m short, moody… and a lot of you tend to wonder, “What the fuck is wrong with you today?”
So… that’s what I’m going to talk about today. This is what anxiety feels like.
Continue reading “Confession .165. What Anxiety Feels Like…”
So I’ve been thinking that I think too much
And I can’t sleep, but I can dream of us
And I’ve been seeing shit like horror cuts
It’s burning down… I gotta drown this out…
And You said You need me to let this go
But it’s who I am, or am I just losing it?
Cause You said ‘jump’ and I went first, but falling’s always been my downfall…
I don’t really know what to say in this post… which is ironic because I’ve been offline for almost a week, so there should be lots to say, right? Like, I’m behind…
But I dunno… I just got home from a mini vacation to Mississippi this weekend, so maybe there are some stories to talk about there.
Continue reading “Confession .159. But If You Keep Second Guessing Then There’s Only Gonna Be One End…”
Cause I had the best of the worst sides
And I had these lungs
And I had too many flash fires that I just let them burn
Til my chest is on fire
And my head just won’t die
I guess I’m lyin’ cause I wanna
I guess I’m lyin’ cause I don’t
Cause I just feel so tired…
“Like it’s move or slowly die…”
Again, sorry not sorry that Eden songs have been stuck in my head for the last several days. It’s one of those times when I re-discover how much I love something. Especially when I spent more hours than I’d like to count tabbed into the Hunt avatar managing everything over there, I just toss on a mix that’s an hour or two long so I don’t have to worry about finding new songs to listen to. And one of my favorite mixes is full of Eden and The Eden Project songs. Lol.
So can you really blame me?
Continue reading “Confession .154. Cause I’m A Fucking Mess Sometimes…”
And You say I drink and I smoke and I talk too much
But I know You lied when You said that You just had enough and save Yourself
So hear me out…
“And You said need me to let this go, but it’s who I am. Or am I just losing it? Cause You said ‘Jump’ and I went first, but falling’s always been my downfall.”
This song. Ugh. It just punches me right in the feels. So… I’m sorry if it punches you in the feels too. *Nods lots* Then again, most things that Eden and The Eden Project does know exactly how to drag you through a rollercoaster of emotions that you didn’t know you were going to feel for those 3 to 5 minutes.
It’s fucking tragically beautiful.
Continue reading “Confession .153. And It Mean Nothing Til You Let It…”
I taste you on my lips and I can’t get rid of you
So I damn your kiss and the awful things you do
Yeah, you’re worse than nicotine…
I’d apologize for my embracing the full-on creep-factor of October, but I’m not gonna. Lol.
Honestly, I don’t even really get that into Halloween in RL, and I usually don’t in SL either… but honestly, it’s these damned eyes, eyeshadows, and lipsticks from Izzie’s in this Powder Pack. I can’t get enough. It inspires me to embrace my inner creepy bitch and push the boundaries of what I’m used to styling and posting.
And I can’t say I’m mad at it, really.
Continue reading “Confession .143. Burn My Lungs And Curse My Eyes…”
I’m so sick of that same old love
That shit, it tears me up
I’m so sick of that same old love
My body’s had enough…
For a long time, both in my SL and my RL I’ve tried to figure out this delicate balance between how I feel as a submissive, and how I feel as a ‘hopeless romantic’ in a more vanilla sense. And let me tell you, it’s not exactly the easiest balance to find.
Today, you’re going to get some ramblings from my brain about romanticism and M/s relationships.
Continue reading “Confession .132. Too Hard To Breathe, I’m On My Knees Right Now…”
Your lies are bullets
Your mouth’s a gun
No war in anger was ever won…
Oh, hello Catwa head, old friend. It’s nice to see you. I haven’t had you on in awhile. But I just had to check out the new Catwa update for the Catya head.
And the ‘cutesy’ look looked better with this particularly adorable dress from Moon Amore.
But there’s more of a darker theme to this photo series today than there might seem…
Continue reading “Confession .128. Always Somebody You’re Willing To Fight To Be Right…”
We’ll be lacing the same shoes
That we’ve worn through
To the bottom of the line…
“We’ll be looking for sunlight, or the headlights, til our wide eyes burn blind. We’ll be lacing the same shoes that we’ve worn through to the bottom of the line. And we know that we’re headstrong, and our heart’s gone, and the timing’s never right. But for now let’s get away on a Roman holiday.”
Continue reading “Confession .16. I Rarely Wear Shoes”