Friday, August 29, 2008

Persons

I've noticed this a lot lately, being the profile browser I am. Actually, I sit and usually people will come around that look interesting, or I'd go through my inventory to clean out friend cards of people that are no longer on my list of 'people' to talk to.

One common thing I've always noticed, is this following message.

"There's a real person behind the screen, a person with feelings," blah.. blah.. blah.

Now, I'm not saying that I don't care about the person behind the screen, because I /really/ do, its just the fact of how it appeared there, why they put it there, and how the other people who burn others don't care about shit.

Now, this is from personal experiences.

With my most recent ex, I've realized two things. One, he didn't give a shit of what I thought or how I felt in general, mostly because of how that long relationship turned out. He was a chronic IM fucker, the guys who get ass in IM's while smiling and hugging on their partners. That type of person. If he cared about how I initially felt about it? He wouldn't have done it. Right? Right. Also, the way things, at least I thought, were hoping to go into the real, which didn't. In fact, I realized then that he never had any intentions of doing so, because, he didn't care about the person behind the avatar. He only cared about how I felt about him when the entire 'relationship' ended. That's it.

I'll admit one thing though, that person changed me, whether it be for the better or the worse, but I'm a bit wiser on that front now because of it.

Chicks are like that too. Don't get me wrong. I know a person who uses, uses, uses, and drops off when something else good comes around. They call it change? I call it something else. In the end, do they care about the person behind the avatar? Nope.

Seeing those words bring some sort of false hope, that there -are- people out there who really care, and in truth, there really is. But in that little circle that most hang around in, there's that ONE person who doesn't give a shit about what you do in the real, how you do it, when you do it, whatever. And sometimes, that one person is probably the person whom the other is devoted to.

So yeah, real person behind the avatar? Sorry to say, some people aren't going to give a shit about you even though you post that into your profile. They MAY seem like your friends? But pfeh, watch carefully.

*puts on her hard-hat*

I'm so prepared to get slammed for this post, but I call it like I see it. ^^ Happy SL fun time!

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Sinclaire Juliesse

I randomly met this lady tonight through Sakito, and even though I barely know the two, I'm considering them to be my lucky charms. I got three A lucky chairs in a row, for some good gorram hair from Goldie Locks! Anyways, it all happened after she gave me a poem. But this one below is what she wrote herself:


the sun, and his rival moon

do you want me my lover
that i should give you my hand
and we should make love, rival moon
your white skin, soft for fingers
mine, my body, to commit
and you to take, and rekindle

do you want me my lover
that i should give you my hand
and we should minister to faith
but not the faith of ministers
damn the books, put me upon them
enthralled, i learn god that way

do you want me my lover
that i should give you my hand
and trust that passion wanes not
for my heart in you is true
illuminate, smoldering, as i

if, then fallen for, become


Can we say talented? Anyways, I thought it was beautiful. People don't do poem readings anymore in Second Life. Maybe someone should do something about that.

Friday, August 1, 2008

Evolution of a Style Whore


I think the past few days I went on a prim frenzy. I managed to dig through my inventory to find the pieces that I used to wear, not to mention the look that I used to have back.. well, back in /those/ darksiding days. I was such a prim whore. The biggest prim whore that I've ever met.

I used to wear these boots that were like, close to 200 prims, they came from a place called Digital Dragon. If I remember correctly, anyways. And they were some kick ass boots, mind you. One foot WAS literally 190 some odd prims. Then the attachments, because I wore those boots with an outfit I got from Bare Rose, so chances are, including hair, I was probably rocking out with 300 prims at the least.

So this morning I log in, after checking Fred's blog, I saw on his little listy thingy that he's having a 150 sale on hats at Daini Ken.

.....

Shame on you Fred.


Anya went and spent her last monies on a kick ass hat. >.>

Thus, my prim whoring starts, yet again. (Look at the picture above!)

Anyways, anyone who knows me knows that I can't resist a good sale. I'm very, very cheap, and if I do buy something expensive, chances are, It would either be on hair... and.. well hair.

As for the look above, I found that outfit at Bare Rose, and I've been wanting to do that cowgirl look for a while. With the sculpty jacket, and that thing flows NICELY, as well as the shoulders and the collars, I figured.. "You know what, this is a cool ass outfit." I even bought hair yesterday from Deviant Kitties to go well with the look I was trying to recreate and mesh.

The hat was an added bonus. That and my overdrive belt, which I'll never part from, ever.

So all in all, I pretty much have this.. goth cowgirl gun slinger ghetto grunge bitch look.

I think if I were to go in order in listing what styles I had, from noob on up, it would be something like this.

1. Noob.
2. Sorta noob.
3. You're starting to look like cat-woman.
4. Cat woman.
5. Gothic Superhero (I wore a cape, yeah yeah.)
6. Kajira. (I was into Gor, okay?!)
7. Gunslinger.
8. White trash.
9. White cleanly trash.
10. Normal.
11. Somewhat normal, a bit daring.
12. Slut.
13. Sophisticated Slut.
14. Punk.
15. Punk rocker!
16. Goth punk!
17. Goth grunge punk!
18. Goth grunge lolita punk!
19. Fuck you bitch! I got spikes!
20. Emo.
21. Emo, goth, grunge, punk, lolita, hot damn I look good and I got tats!
22. I got tats, and I look good.
23. Damn, I'm just hot.
24. Uber hot!
25. Hello Zombie!
26. goth cowgirl gun slinger ghetto grunge bitch

So yeah, I don't think I evolved that much, but the prim count steadily increases.. talk about being narcisstic.. I'm usually talking about other people and not myself >.>

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