…just some words i wrote

He called in sick, when I needed him most He only saw a piece of the aftermath And he called in sick What could I do? He wasn’t to mine to be true. Be mad? Nah. Why? Is that what you would do? wearing: hair:  Sintiklia - Hair Xia head: CATWA HEAD Lona body: Maitreya Mesh Body – Lara skin: [Glam... Continue Reading →

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Feeling Froggy?

Having spent the majority of my life in the Southern U.S., "feeling froggy" is a common phrase. Now, its usually a rather redneck or ghetto term between two people arguing that are very close to a physical altercation. One threatens the other, so the other says, "Oh, if you feeling froggy then jump, muthafucka!" Imagine... Continue Reading →

F*cking Trust

It's another song day, sorry...not sorry? Kat Dahlia ~ Fucking Trust You know everything about this train The wheels movin' already, and that steam is blowin' so heavy Standin' at the station like a bank with a claim Pockets empty but ready, cause' my words are stamped and indebted This is so sweet, you were... Continue Reading →

Three C’s, Plus One More

The 3 C’s of Life: Choices, Chances, Changes. You must make a choice to take a chance or your life will never change. I was checking blogs the other day and one of the bloggers I manage, Luane Meo, had used this quote in her photo. She didn't elaborate or anything. She simply used to quote.... Continue Reading →

Super Useful Info

So, from time to time, I see people on Facebook and Flickr asking a pretty consistent set of questions. If I was establishing some sort of customer service or website, I suppose I'd say FAQs. Yeah, that's actually pretty accurate, because that's exactly what they are: frequently asked questions. First let me say, I do... Continue Reading →

I Can Not Find the Words

It's funny. I have a few friends that say to me, "I don't know how you always come up with ideas for pictures and something to write about on your blog." The pictures are no problem. I'm a very visual person, but the words fail me often and I think its obvious. I do so... Continue Reading →

To AraCakes with Love

I grew up listening to my mom telling stories about hanging out at the soda fountain at the pharmacy after school. The closest thing I had to that was my last two years of high school, we'd all park at Corner Grocery, which was really a Texaco station, get drunk and dance in the gravel... Continue Reading →

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