Your arms encircle me, ensnare me like a storming sea, your hands like the waves grab at me, wearing away my stone like resolve to not let this happen. I hate it, I want it, I hate that I want it and I try to resist it, but you are a typhoon whose course is set crash into me and unearth my planted feet, tearing me away from reality and thrusting me into this other-worldliness where nothing exist but you and I… you… and I…
I have so much catching up to do on blogging, everyone has just been turning out some really beautiful stuff, that I am just having a hard time catching up while I am preparing for my own releases! I had a short window this morning tho to indulge my guilty pleasure for shoes! ieQED just released these beauties out at The Collaborative Liaison this round, and the theme was “Minimal Nouveau” and they nailed it! Seriously, the amount of pretty there this round is just mind boggling, so treat yourself to some TLC! (see what I did there?)
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Shoes: ieQED savoy.sandal.soft grey/copper – This Round of TLC
Oh yes, yes yes yes yes yes. It is that time again when we shamelessly give into our need for all things Arcade. Just one more pull we tell ourselves, just 50 more… I just can’t even start express how much I have enjoyed this round. A huge shout out to all the designers and coordinators who works so hard to bring this event to fruition, I know it brightens my smile despite the fact it depletes my wallet, you guys rock, thank you for all you do!
Credit:
My Little friend: *MishMish* Foodies – Le Cupcake -(Arcade this round)
Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What’s a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love, I send this smile over to you
Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who’s left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn
Credits:
Pose: an lar [poses] Like a Lady Two
Dress: [AUX]Long T-Shirt Dress – Black
Jacket: (Milk Motion) cosmic bomber – black stars (most recent round of C88)
“Riffraff, street rat I don’t buy that If only they’d look closer Would they see a poor boy? No, siree They’d find out There’s so much more to me”
Pardon me while I have a rant blog today, it will probably make no sense, and change direction on a dime.
I think there are a lot of circumstances in my life that cause me to feel like people to look at me like a pariah, like I am something less than. I’m not perfect in any way, I’m not a classic beauty, I’m not the picture of perfect health, I’m not the most successful person in the world, hell, I even miss laundry day some times… I mean there are so many things that I don’t do right, I even let myself down a lot. But what really hurts is that in my real life, other than my immediate household, people don’t see ME, people don’t give me the time of day. Hearing someone whisper to another “Shes an odd one” makes me want to scream at them that I am actually kind of amazing, I would -despite their rudeness- give them the shirt off my back if they needed it, even to my own detriment, I would give my last breathe to a friend if it meant they could live, I love deeper and harder than should humanly be allowed. And yet some how, this has made me “Odd”, being some one who wants nothing more than for everyones life to be filled with beauty and love. People are so quick to judge because they see ONE thing they don’t like and they let that ONE thing define an entire being. How can they not see that we are so much more, that if they only took the time to sit and talk they would find a bit of themselves in us.
I may not be perfect, I may have a lot of chips and cracks, but I am worth a deeper look, I am worth loving.
Credits:
Outfit: .:Wimey:. Captive Princess (Royal Purple) @ The Fantasy Collective
Shoes: fri. – Lizzie.Slippers (Red) @ The Seraphim Social
Maybe May 