Maybe May

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All these thoughts in my head aren’t my own


Tapes – Alanis Morissette

“I am someone easy to leave
Even easier to forget
a voice, if inaccurate
Again: I’m the one they all run from
diatribes of clouded sun
someone help me find the pause button
I’m too exhausting to be loved
a volatile chemical
best to quarantine and cut off
I’m but thorn in your sweet side
You are better off without me
It’d be best to leave at once
All these tapes in my head swirl around
Keeping my vibe down
All these thoughts in my head aren’t my own
Wreaking havoc”


Shoes w/ Leg warmers – fri. – Emma.Flats (Mocha) – The Seasons Story

Top – tulip. Color Block Sweater – Dirt – The Seasons Story

Hair – .Olive. the Gwin Humble browns – TLC

Bed – [Con.] Canopy Bed – Oak – The Seasons Story

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Pack your shit, we’re going on a trip!

Beam Me Up


The past couple weeks have had some pretty fun and imaginative events so we have a few places to hit up

to collect the all this cute!

Our first stop is The Acid Lilly Gallery for my little shoulder buddy brought to us by Mish Mish and then after that we need to head head to Atelier Kreslo Ice Cream Festival for some awesome cool treats like this one I have here also served up by Mish Mish! Then once we get our fill there we are gonna need something to hold all our unmentionables for our trip and where better than Adore & Abhor for her Fortune Cookie Bags.  And finally we need to go find our adorable escorts to the mother ship and if you didn’t know already, area 51 has been moved to The  Liaison Collaborative . So pack your shit, we’re going on a trip!


-The fun stuff-

*MishMish* It’s Aliens – Mini Ufo (TLC)

*MishMish* My Cute Raccoon (Acid Lilly)

Atelier Kreslo Festival: MishMish’s Maiko

+>A&A<+ Fortune Cookie Bags

-My Cloths –

>TRUTH< Edith –  dark browns

tulip. Buttoned Tank (Olive)

tulip. Alana Jeans (Slate – MESH)

-Glam Affair – Katya – Jamaica 02 (C88)


I’ll Stand By You

I'll Stand By You


At times I feel like a distant memory in my own mind, my days roll into one another as I watch people carry on with their lives, while I am bitter that what happened stopped my world and not theirs. I forget that I matter, that I still breathe, move, and feel, it’s easier to forget those things, to forget yourself, like some how if you forget you, that they will too. It would be easier that way, because you’re sad and people hate sad people, particularly when you’re sad all the time, an you give false hope when you have good days which makes it that much harder. So you just try to fade away, you stop fighting to have to good days, and you pop a pill and go to sleep, leaving the dishes undone and floors unswept. 12 hours later you wake up grab your stomach and realize nothing has changed, so you cry, “Fuck” is the only thing you can say.  People say it takes time, but how much time will people give you, how long before they start talking behind your back, “when will she get over it, it’s been over a month” “I just can’t be around her, shes a downer”. In losing one thing I feel like I might lose everything.


For all the people who have been there for me constantly throughout the past couple months, thank you for standing by me, even when I know it must be hard to.



Top: [AUX] Boho Backless – Fist Pump Hunt(GOING ON NOW!)

Jeans: tulip. Alana Jeans (Slate – MESH)

Picture strand: Trompe Loeil – Stringlights With Photos

Hair: TRUTH HAIR Siobhan –  light browns

Necklace: Noodles – Sun, Star & Moon Necklaces

Bracelet: erratic / owl bracelet / pinkgold

Skin: Glam Affair – Lulu 07 ( The Arcade )