I love doing sexy pictures from time to time, but this is when I struggle the most with what to write. I’m not sure why as what I write about rarely matches the photo anyway. Yet, it still feels weird to tell you something funny that my mom said while showing a picture with my ass pushed up like a cat in heat. While this photo is really supposed to be sexy, I can’t help but giggle a bit about what a photographer might be saying to a model in real life to get her to pose like this. Would he say something like, “Be a horny pussy…cat!” I’ve seen photographers cup the chins of models to tilt their heads a certain way. Would he grab her by the pussy and tell her to lift higher? *cracks up laughing* Yes! I finally found a way to work those words into a blog post. And before you lash out, I’m not suggesting that it’s okay to do that! Calm your tits! Y’all should know by now that my sense of humor is a bit crass at times. So much for being classy….*giggles* Alright, alright….now you see how freaking awkward I am…and quite possibly why I am perpetually single.
People never want to address being on that secrets website. Understandably, they don’t want to give their hater(s) more power or attention. Yet, sometimes I kinda like being on there, because when I am, all the people that love me come remind me how much they love me. That’s a pretty special gift and I appreciate each of them for that. I am so blessed to be surrounded by some of the truest hearts on this planet. The ones that truly love me are far more genuine about their love for me than those sad souls that hate me here and there. When they are so focused on their dislike of me, they are missing out on all the good things in their life. Not my wish for them…or anyone else for that matter, but that is the choice they make. I also find it amusing that the things posted there are rarely secrets, at all. They are usually just opinions from uninformed people with little else to do than complain about those around them. I’d suggest a hobby, but I think their hate probably is as close to that as they come. As for the most recent post? Well, I can’t take that personally. I was rather shocked that I won the award, too! I’m not a hoe though. I mean, honestly, I suck at gardening! If they meant the other kind, well…I’m not that either and they really should learn to spell, along with some grammar. *laughs*
Okay, I never REALLY left. However, I did take a long break from my actual blog site to try my hand at micro blogging. It was fun. It was quick and eventually it was really easy. I knew there were about seven people that read my blog (at least four of them are close friends), but I really didn’t believe that many people were actually reading what I wrote. After winning the Most Humorous Blogger award…well, now I’m like…y’all actually read it? AND YOU LAUGH?? I immediately started scrambling trying to figure out a way to get back to blogging like I did when I started. I’ll admit I’ve missed writing and there’s been many stories I could have shared. So, here I am…and there you are reading….*waves like Forest Gump, cuz that’s how we wave in Alabama*…HI!! So, get ready for the antics of a crazy cat lady on the grid, cuz I’m back and its YOUR fault….or whoever else voted for me…lol.
So, here I am with a photo that does NOT match my post…and I’m thinking that this is going to become a habit. No, I’m not planning a habit. I’m jussayin, that often times the photo doesn’t go with the words. Y’all have seen my work, you know I suck at funny pictures! I do try though! I swear I do! LOOK OVER THERE! (my DragRace friends will get that joke)
This location is what I like to call KraftWork park on my private homestead, which I plan to open up to the public once I’m finished working on it. Hopefully within the next couple of weeks and I’ll tell you lots more about that in another post.
Seven years strong with my therapy Making mosaics of my memories Puzzled with doubt, I’m my closest enemy It’s like this girl is squatting in my identity She’s a raver, a likkle libertine (ayy) And a bouncer to my dopamine Tried so hard to become a referee To even out the game that’s between my mind and meLove me or leave me and let me be lonely Inside my head, there’s a voice that controls me I’d rather be somewhere else with anyone but me Ooh, love me or leave me and let me be lonely Been down so long now that happy is holy I’d rather be somewhere else with anyone but me Anyone but me (mmm), anyone but me (uh)She’s dependent, she’s my man and wife Peckham preacher, give ’em bad advice She just does the spendin’ and then I pay the price Tryna be Calise but she always trip me twice But, I know I could do better (I could do better) Baby, we’re no good together (together, together) You are you, I am I Now you gotta go bye ~ Joy Crookes – Anyone But Me
I’ve been actively blogging for almost five years and while I very much enjoy taking photos, I’ve grown quite weary of my actual blog site. I know that a few of you actually read what I write, but for the most part I have found that most of my followers tend to look at the photos. If they want something in the photo they see on flickr, they will click the link to my blog and scroll straight to the credits. I’m also running out of space for my blog photos on this site. With that said, if I want to continue using this site, I will not only need to renew my subscription, but upgrade it, as well. The upgrade will more than double the yearly amount that I’m paying now. While, I’d have more than enough room for photos after the upgrade, I can’t really justify the expense. This is something that has been on my mind for several months now. I’ve wrestled with the idea of retiring completely from blogging, but let’s face it, I’m always going to take photos. I might as well list the items I’m wearing and that is easily done on Flickr. I can even hyperlink on flickr to provide slurls. Essentially, I can do everything on flickr that I do hear, aside from writing long drawn out posts. After sitting down and going over my pros&cons list, I have decided that I will be migrating my blog…or downsizing it so that I’m working more from flickr and less on wordpress. Eventually, this page will disappear, because I won’t be paying to keep the site up if I’m no longer using it. I’ll have to reach out to my sponsors, of course, as they took me on with an actual blog page in place. They may not want to continue on with me if I’m micro blogging and that’s okay. I completely understand that. So, watch my flickr for micro blogs…I’ll still post here from time to time, as its paid for through January, but the time is near and I’m definitely going to make that move.
Some customers in Second Life make the most unrealistic and rude demands I have ever seen. From demanding attached panties, to suggesting that a successful designer is going to be crippled by the lack of a purchase by someone that has NEVER previously shopped their store before. Meanwhile, the CSRs, managers, and designers bite their proverbial tongues, put on a smile, and find the nicest ways possible to dismiss these incredulous demands. Once again, we are all witness to an elite group of people that genuinely think its okay to act like complete assholes from the safety of their keyboards and I will never understand it. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the option of built in modesty panties as much as the next girl, but I have and never will message a creator and insult them, demand, or even suggest that they cater to MY desires. I have personally witnessed people have a complete meltdown simply because a dress doesn’t come with attached panties. Seriously? Do these people address Calvin Klein because he didn’t sew panties into a dress? Of course not. These items are sold separately, as they should be. I’ve had customers absolutely raging because a black silk textured top didn’t match some black sweatpants. First of all, I want to know why they’re wearing silk tops with sweatpants, cuz that makes no sense. Oh wait, you wanted to dress up your sweats with heels? Oh okay, cuz THAT makes much more sense. *rolls her eyes* While some designers do keep to a mix and match color palette, not all do. Some creators choose to apply textures that are true to real life textiles. I appreciate both styles. Once again, I feel like we’re beating a dead horse by suggesting that people try on demos first. If you don’t try a demo first, you really should not complain about the shade of a color or the fact that you can wear the shoes you wanted to wear with those pants. Honestly, the world does not revolve around the desires of one virtual shopper. I have to believe that these types of people have absolutely no clue as to the amount of time spent on one article of clothing. For instance, one shirt…it takes time to come up with a style, then create that style digitally….THEN there’s the rigging…seriously? Are you going to bitch, because YOU choose to wear one of the less popular bodies? I’m not going to call out any particular body, but surveys done by at least five designers that I’ve seen have shown that Maitreya and Legacy are the most popular bodies being used. So, considering the amount of time it takes to rig for just ONE body, much less the seemingly endless list of bodies out there, I cannot expect or even imagine that ANY designer would create for every single body. It’s simply not cost effective or efficient. It’s just like real life, I don’t expect to every thing out there to fit my fat ass and we all know that one size does NOT fit all! I realize you want what you want, but guess what? No one gets everything they want all the time. So, suck it up, buttercup…decide what’s more important to you. You wanna wear that obscure body? GREAT! Please don’t expect EVERYONE to create for it. Better yet, join the group for your body and ask the other people in that group where they shop. You’d be surprised how many people will offer to help you. Here’s the thing, no one is forcing anyone to be in SL, much less is anyone holding a gun to anyone’s head to shop at any one store specifically. With all the crazy shit that’s going on in this world, especially this year, why would you ever begin to allow yourself to get so enraged over not being able to wear a certain item of VIRTUAL clothing??? Either calm down or log out. The way I see it…if you’re getting that bent out of shape over virtual clothing, you probably have some deep seeded issues in your real life that need to be addressed. Thus you really should stop wasting your precious time and energy on such trivial matters in a virtual world. Instead, grab a book or even a website to help you resolve your REAL problems. I assure you, no one signed into Second Life to be your personal punching bag….and one more thing, before messaging the creator, take a moment to read the included notecard and the designer’s profile. Seven times out of ten, you’ll find your answer and save everyone some time. *winks* ….most likely I will touch on this topic again, soon…lol
‘Cause I’m so, so done Guardin’ my tongue, holdin’ me back I’m livin’ the way that I want ‘Cause I’m so, so done Fighting myself, goin’ through Hell I’m livin’ the way that I want I’m livin’ the way that I want I’m livin’ the way that I want I’m livin’ the way that I want I’m livin’ the way that I want
I lost control over all my energy Done so much damage to my heart I’ve given in, I’ve changed my identity I didn’t mean to go so far, umm-mm
Oh my God (God) I wish (Wish) I could be (Be) better than this My God, wish (Wish) I could be (Oh-oh) ~ Alicia Keys – So Done
What sweet world is this? Honey on the vine School kid dreams came true then passed in the night I used to dream about people like you Now I don’t know why? I used to sing about people like you Now I just get high I get wild on you baby I get wild and fucking crazy like you never knew ~ Lana Del Rey – Wild One
hair: barberyumyumL14 @ Anthem head: LeLUTKA Fleur Head 2.0 body: [LEGACY] Meshbody (f) (1.2) skin: [theSkinnery] Dalia (LeLutkaEVO) @ C88
Only give me love when I’m giving it back But you say you’ll never be my friend Always on the train, never on the track So I’m jumping before the crash And I know you’re just trying to scare me But you lost all of your effect You can bark like a dog, baring your teeth But I’m never going back again No, I’m never going back again Babe, it’s true I’m in love with what we were But not with you What’s left to prove? Tried so many damn times to cut you loose Now I’m way too far away to be hurt by you ~ Donna Missal – Hurt By You
Sometimes, I just don’t care. I don’t know why. I suppose its a symptom of mental illness. I’m not sure which one. I guess I should ask my therapist. Maybe one day I will. Then again, I’ve been ill for a few days, so it could just be related to that. I just know that lately, I don’t feel sad or happy. I just feel nothingness. As if there’s a void in my soul. It’s not dark or light. It’s not black or white. It’s not blurry or clear. It’s gray and foggy, like creepy autumn morning. It’s just empty.