Confession .357. Can You Love The Version Of Me I Don’t Let Anybody Else See?

You have a hard time making sense of this
I’m the most low-key masochist
The wrong place if you’re looking for Heaven
So I got one question…

I’m so creatively blocked again. I took 2 different versions of this photo with different looks completely. Not that I didn’t like the first one – I felt super cute! – but I just couldn’t blog it for whatever reason. So today is another one of those days that you’re going to get song lyrics instead of my thoughts. I hope Y/you don’t get too angry. ♥

Confession .356. And If You’d Ask Them, They Would Describe Me Differently…

‘Cause some people make me bitter
Smile and then squeeze a lime in my cut
And some people make me sweeter
‘Cause they make me feel like I am enough
And that makes me a giver
But my mom says I tend to give too much
And some people make me better
And that’s how I know my favorite part of me is you
My favorite part of me is you…

As we enter the last few days of Mermaid Cove, I would like to once again encourage you all to go explore the underwater seascape that is the amazing event full of talented creators ready to help you bring out your inner-mermaid.

Confession .355. I Guess That’s The Difference Between You And I…

The difference between you and I
Is I would never leave you stranded, left behind
So once it all comes down to the wire
I know I ain’t perfect, I ain’t always right
But at least I can own it, at least I tried
I guess that’s the difference between you and I…

More mermaid goodness from Mermaid Cove! Honestly, I’m loving all of the different items that have been put out at various events lately, but I keep coming back to my inner-Siren. ♥

Confession .354. And They’re Haunting Me Until I Overdose…

My room feels so small
These walls are closing in and there’s no door
I’m out of space I’ve been washed out, washed out
I’m running from myself
Losing focus I’ve been washed out, washed out
Yeah, I’ve been going through hell…

“Beware of the One that slaps you with one hand then strokes you with the other. Addicted to creating chaos. Raising you up, only to cut you down. The best thing you can do is wash away the past and start afresh.” A quote from an image that one of the Pages I follow on Facebook shared tonight – and that was what made me sit down to write tonight instead of putting this post off until tomorrow. That, and this damned song.

Confession .353. Something Like Freedom…

And it’s safe to say the storm’s gone away
And I’m dancing on the morning after
Yes I’d love to stay, but my home is the other way
And I miss the love and laughter…

Mermaid Cove! If you know me and the rest of the #OriginalSirens of Zeta Theta Mu, then you know that we’re all obsessing over this event right now. I’m blessed enough to blog for it, so I’ll be showing you some of the amazing creations that these designers have released for those of us who want to get in touch with our inner-mermaid!

Confession .352. Cause You’re Amazing Just The Way You Are…

Oh, you know, you know
You know I’d never ask you to change
If perfect’s what you’re searchin’ for, then just stay the same…

It WOULD be Pride that gets me back into being inspired for photos. The support of all of these creative talents in our little virtual world just amazes me, and I feel the need to showcase them, as they support me and others like me during this time. ♥

Confession .351. Yeah, I Know How To Scream My Own Name…

I take it nice and slow, feeling good on my own
Without you, yeah (hey)
Got me speaking in tongues, the beautiful it comes
Without you, yeah (hey)…

Happy Pride! ♥ I’m still a little MIA right now, but I had to come back and take a photo with some of the L$99 items that Designers have out at their mainstores for Pride At Home!

Confession .350. But She Gets The Flowers, Right?

But she gets the flowers, right?
The posts made about her
A love that is perfect
A love I deserved, yeah
A love that I gave…

It’s interesting, talking to people all over again. Back to square one, getting to know them, having to out all of those things that He used to accept about me and wonder if a new person will walk away. Or if I’ll fuck it up and push them away before I can get hurt.

Cause, you know, I’m really good at that…

Confession .349. I Don’t Wanna Lose Control…

Trying everyday when I hold my breath
Spinning out in space
Pressing on my chest
I don’t wanna lose control…

I feel like they borked my brain when they did both surgeries that I’ve had in the last three months. I have zero inspiration for much of anything, I’m tired all the time, and I just have, like, zero attention span.

Confession .348. You Don’t Even Know Me…

You don’t know a thing at all
You don’t know about the way I am when I am all alone
You don’t even know
Where I care, the way I’ve grown
You don’t know about the way I love so deeply to my bones
You don’t even know me…

I’ve been thinking a lot about situations I shouldn’t be thinking about lately, which is of course an awesome thing, right? -insert eyeroll here-