So, here I sit having decided that I’m going to start writing on my blog again and I’m already at a loss of what to talk about. It’s funny, cuz once you get me talking about just about anything, its difficult to shut me up. Some might even accuse me of dominating conversations. AS IF! *laughs* I’ve asked my readers in the past to ask me questions, but you all seem to not be too interested in asking me anything. Instead, you’d rather watch me flail around like a fish out of water. RUDE. Maybe I’ll have something to actually talk about by the time I do my next picture. Maybe.
foundation hair: DOUX – Sophie hairstyle @ Equal10 head: LeLUTKA Fleur 3.1 head skin: — PUMEC – MILKA FATPACK – LELU EVO – March X body: [LEGACY] Meshbody Perky body skin: VELOUR: The “Ipanema Body” for Legacy (Sienna)
fashion Cae :: Eternal :: Collar KIWY – Alma Bikini
I recently posted to Facebook, “Why do some people think that their every thought deserves a post on Facebook? I don’t get it.” This was mostly aimed at one particular person that posted their opinion about ONE item being sold at an event. She thought the item was overpriced or something. It was just this one random thought and she caught all sorts of hell in her comments from people that were appalled at her post. First and foremost, I will defend her right to post whatever she wants. It’s her page, she can do what she wants. I do not believe that she deserves to be attacked in the comments, but if she is…I’m here for it. I know I shouldn’t admit that, but let’s be real that’s the best part of stumbling across these posts. With that said, I am also the person that will unfollow someone like that. I don’t care about rando thoughts on random subjects, particularly if they tend to be negative, boring, and serve no clear purpose…be funny or be gone! With all of that said, I do know there are people who can laugh at themselves and find their own behavior so ridiculous that they need to share. I honestly think that this sort of post is asking for validation and is a bit more understandable. Now, if I don’t find you as funny as you find yourself….welp, I’m probably going to unfollow…cuz be funny or be gone! I know I’m not the only person annoyed with these types of posts and by all means, please don’t think I am attacking anyone. I promise I’m not. I appreciate the freedom of speech and just because I personally find someone to be an waste of time and space, certainly doesn’t mean they truly are or that everyone agrees with me. I’m nobody. My opinion holds as much weight as the girl who decided to tell the whole world that she put BBQ sauce on her fries by accident and loved it. I mean, I’ve been putting BBQ sauce on potato wedges for years…ya don’t see me bragging about it all over Facebook. Pffft, get a blog, then if anyone reads it…they did this to themselves! *grins*
foundation hair: DOUX – Laura hairstyle head: LeLUTKA Fleur 3.1 head skin: — PUMEC – MILKA FATPACK – LELU EVO – March X @ Kustom9 body: [LEGACY] Meshbody Perky body skin: VELOUR: The “Ipanema Body” for Legacy (Sienna)
tattoos HORL – Back Orn Tattoo duckie . DNR
fashion (Yummy) Cyber Punk Ring Collection @ C88 Cynful Cutsy Set @ Equal10
I have yet to understand why so many people want to tear each other down. Life is not a competition, no one gets out alive and nothing we acquire in this life is going with us when we leave. So, why would anyone make it their mission to seek and destroy others? What is there to gain in doing that? I mean, I know misery loves company, but why would anyone want to embrace that misery by sharing it with others or causing it? There’s nothing good to gain from that…absolutely nothing. The only thing I can imagine that allows people to behave like this is that they lack that part of the human psyche that most of us possess…that part that seeks happiness for ourselves, as well as other people. When someone lacks that empathy and compassion, they are left with a giant hole. That hole is what religious people like to call evil, but I don’t believe in evil. I believe that people are innately good….unless they are missing that inner light. They are lacking goodness. They might fake it….cuz that’s what sociopaths often do, but deep down…they just don’t have it in them be truly good. I cannot truly imagine what that must be like, but it sounds absolutely horrible. Sadly, its the only thing that makes sense to me as to why people truly want to tear one another down. I would much rather see us all root for each other and watch each other grow.
You never really know where tidbits of inspiration will come from….or wisdom, for that matter. Year ago, I was complaining about days and days of rain. My friend smiled and said, “Rain makes things grow.” I have never forgotten those words or that moment. This morning, I was watching a sitcom and this lady was freaking out because she was worried about this and worried about that. She was taking an inventory of all the things she had lost over the years. Of course, someone told her to look at everything she has to be grateful for. Someone else came along and told her, “Be happy that you have a lot to lose.” This got to me, cuz I took a look around at all that I have and easily it could be lost. I decided to give my gratitude list a make over to include all the things I’d hate to lose and be happy that I have so very much to lose. I think it would do a lot of people some good to look at things this way. So, instead of focusing on the shit that’s gone wrong or the things you’ve already lost…let’s be happy that you have more to lose and work on being grateful for what we still have. ♥
So, y’all gotta know I miss writing something on occasion. Should’ve known I couldn’t stay quiet for too damn long. I didn’t even make it a month. I don’t know what I’ll write about going forward. I don’t think I’ll be quite so forthcoming about my life. Sadly, there are people out there that like to hurt me and use personal information to do so. In the meantime, I hope everyone, even the haters, enjoys this summer the best you can. Let’s all eat watermelon and get sticky!
Lately I’ve been afraid of myself
The closer that I get to rain
The more I feel at home, the further I’m away
And all that I feel is pain
Count me, count me, call my name
Don’t leave me out in shame
Crimson tears falling and my shirt is blood-stained
And the devil’s forever in my veins
And the devil’s forever in my veins
The morning’s a cross I bear when I wake
Am I asleep if I’ve broken my faith?
Down on my knees, can you hear me when I pray?
Or am I a little too late?
Count me, count me, call my name
Don’t leave me out in shame
Crimson tears falling and my shirt is blood-stained
And the devil’s forever in my veins
And the devil’s forever in my veins
~ Yelawolf – Devil In My Veins
I won’t keep watching you
Dance around in your smoke
Who can flicker out?
You’re not the light I used to know
I don’t believe in safety nets
Strung below that make it alright
To let go
You gotta hold on
Or it’s gonna
Slip, slip, slip through your
Slip, slip, slip through your hands
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh it’s gonna
Slip, slip, slip through your
Slip, slip, slip through your hands
Whoa, whoa, whoa
What’s the matter?
You don’t have enough rain
To make up your storm?
Oooh whatcha look so sad for?
Where’s the light I used to know?
~ Elliot Moss – Slip
Its no secret that I have a ton of health problems, but one problem I rarely have is getting sick with a cold or a flu. Yet, here I am…writing this from my death bed. Okay, yes, I’m being dramatic, but it feels horrible. And its just beginning. Ugh. It’s especially hard right now, because I have inworld obligations that require my attention. No, I can’t pass this off to anyone else. It has definitely made me realize I need a back up plan. I can force myself to work while absolutely miserable, but if this was worse…if I was in the hospital or something…what would become of my obligations. I am definitely going to need to develop a safe guard strategy to cover my basis in an emergency and maybe even a way to enlist some help in the event I am actually too far gone to even sit at my desk for a day.
Yes, I have been playing in Photoshop again. I learned some new tricks, got a new add on…so I shall be experimenting quite a bit. I’ve been told I need to find my style and establish some consistency. I’m going to try, but I’m not sure consistency IS my style. I’ve always been the kind of person that just goes with how I’m feeling. I’m a complex woman with a colorful past, more demons than any one person should have, and my mind goes a gazillion miles a minute in all directions. But it has been said that if I want to be taken more seriously as a blogger I will need to calm my little ass down. *laughs* I’m not sure what’s going to happen yet, but being tamed isn’t really something I’ve ever really longed for in the past. We’ll see…
Making your intentions and expectations clear to other people can save you an incredible amount of heartache down the line. Don’t wait for someone to push you into a corner for an explanation. If you feel that person isn’t worthy of an explanation, go ahead and tell them that. Don’t be a coward. Don’t shy away from confrontation because its uncomfortable, because the unspoken expectations will soon turn to resentments and do far more damage than an awkward conversation about the truth. You can save each other a lot of wasted time and energy by making your desires clear right up front. Tell each other what you want by being open and honest. No one has time for the guessing games, just be clear.
Sady Style 