Posted in DOUX, Events, GenusProject, Kustom9, Maitreya, Second Life, shoes, shopping

She didn’t want to be here

She stood in the doorway, smoking her cigarette. She barely noticed the cold, but it was enough to keep her from crying. She inhaled the crisp cool air deep into her lungs, exhaling slowing through her mouth. She didn’t want to be here. Socializing. Explaining to everyone that her marriage had failed. Thanking them for the compliments. Thanking them for their condolences. Yes, he is a jerk. Yes, she is better off. Yes, she does seem to be handling it well. She doesn’t even bother explaining how depressed she’s been for the last three years. She doesn’t explain that reliving it over and over was pure hell. She simply excuses herself and goes out for a smoke. She looks at her car and thinks to herself, “Next cigarette, I’m going home.”

apple blossom doux belle

hair:  DOUX – Aurora hairstyle @ Dubai
head: GENUS Project – Genus Head – Baby Face
skin: L’Etre – Lana Skin
body: Maitreya Mesh Body

dress: #Blossom&Seeds Northern Lights @ Belle
shoes: Mosquito’s Way – Vanessa @ Dubai

pose: Fashiowl – Let it Snow

ninety – nowhere snow backdrop @ Kustom9
Noxturnal – Deck the Halls Wooden Sign

Posted in Events, Fashion, Glam Affair, Maitreya, Second Life, shoes, shopping, Uber SL

Paralyzed

The following is a poem I wrote the other day. I understand that poetry is not for everyone, but its something I love to do and sometimes its an easier way for me to express my feelings.
Paralyzed
Darkness fills the void you left
My heart is haunted by the desolation
Our history just a meaningless core

From the secret to the obvious

The fortunate ones, bask in the waters of hope
While the rest of us are gasping for air
Cutting our flesh to watch the blood appear
Wishing love had been more dependable
We reminisce about the times we had
The loves we lost
The once upon a times
And the happily never afters
Dreaming of possibilities
And fairy tale endings
Sometimes wishing our truth was a lie
Wishing we were still believers
Thumbing through old photos
My life unfolding like a story
A tale so foreign
It hardly seems like mine
Gripping the open wound
Knowing it will scar
No longer recognizing my reflection
Trying to forget your face
My head is pounding
My heart is bleeding
I finger paint on the floor
Pretending this is normal
Never getting over you
Unable to heal
I can’t move forward
I am paralyzed
~Sadystika Sabretooth
paralyzed

head: GENUS Project – Baby Face
SU!– Piercing Set 01
body: Maitreya Mesh Body – Lara
skin: [Glam Affair] Rose   @ Uber
Tattoo “Blinded Justice”_by GoK

#2 DOUX – Summer Night Hairstyle RARE
amias – NADIA gloves
amias – NARI top @ Kinky
Mossu – Chained (15) – Panties
NANIKA -Gill Belt/Garter @ Uber
Mosquito’s Way – Sharon

pose & background: STILLGESTANDEN – Lightbox

Posted in Bad Unicorn, Catwa, Events, Fashion, Foxcity, Maitreya, Second Life, shoes, shopping, Uber SL, Vanity Event

What makes you so special?

I’m not sure why, but I can picture dancing slowly around this chair to this song. Dragging my finger tips over the shoulders of some very handsome man, leaning down to whisper in his ear as I whisper the words of this song. Well, you get the idea….*blushes*

MILCK – Devil, Devil

Devil, Devil
Clever Devil, Devil
How quickly they do sell their souls
For the feast and the promise of gold
But devil that won’t be me
Devil, Devil (mmm)
Bones of metal metal (mmm)
You torture saints with a single glance
Make them think they ever stood a chance
Do not try me Devil, Devil
Cannot buy me Devil, Devil
You won’t make a fool of me, oh no
What makes you so special, special
To think I would ever settle
For that devious dance between you and me Devil, Devil
Rebel, rebel
Call me a rebel, rebel
I walk the plank, not a tear in my eye
I won’t go down, your blushing bride
Under the water, I’ll be sharpening my knife
Do not try me Devil, Devil
Cannot buy me Devil, devil
You won’t make a fool of me, oh no
What makes you so special, special
To think I would ever settle
For that devious dance between you and me Devil, Devil
You take the shape of
Everything that I’m drawn to
You take the shape of
Everything that I’m drawn to
But your eyes
Are dead and red, red as rust
Do not try me Devil, Devil
Cannot buy me Devil, Devil
You won’t make a fool of me, oh no
What makes you so special, special
To think I would ever settle
For that devious dance between me and The Devil, Devil
(hmm) Devil, Devil

devil, devil

wearing:
hair:  tram H0531 hair (*new* @ Uber)
head: CATWA HEAD Lona
body: Maitreya Mesh Body
skin: DeeTaleZ *Appliers* CATWA Head “Myra” Eastern (*new*)

dress: ED. Mombata Black (*new* @ Vanity Event)
shoes: Mosquito’s Way – Sandra (*new* @ Vanity Event)

pose: FOXCITY. Legs for Days Bento Pose Set (*new* @ Vanity Event)
[Bad Unicorn] Redemption Backdrop v2 (*new* @ equal10)