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PREQUEL TO BATTER UP











So finally put on my short shorts lol. These are the Sourpuss retro high waist in red. This past month has been a tad of a journey. Sooo since i bought them lost weight in my waist so next pair is a size smaller. Put on my Steady Clothing Sophia top underneath a Captain America Baseball Jersey. Got my suede red heels on which i actually danced in lol! I was totally commended on my first venture into doing that in public to these lol. I put on my Glamory Deluxe 20 Hold ups and holy moley they hold up sans garters! Check out the close up of the embroidery. Too beautiful, I'm a super lucky lady to rock these. Btw color theory be damned and feel the power of red and blue lol❤ this will be in the park later when the nice weather comes but had to polish myself off today and feel adorable. So with all this said i got plans. Art plans with a friend. Finishing things. Rocking my clothes.....but on a teeny bit of a serious note... I love doing this. This is something i adore and yet it holds a grain of sadness within it. I think it's hard for people to understand extremes. I came from a bullied childhood to now complimentary feedback with shades of sexuality within it. That's a little for me to take and process. I'm working on processing it all. I guess i wish some people would understand what that feels like. I'm just a miss trying to find a voice albeit dorky and polished pretty who had a rejection and anxiety riddled past like some of my art peers. I guess i touch on this because i question my m.o. I'm feeling my kindness and compassion has been a downfall for me lately. I want to bitch up but i can't....I'm not that person i guess. I would like to think kindness is always rewarded but lately it's kicked me in my ass. Moments like this i would be typing Merr and we'd gab our way through the rough stuff. Right now all i have is a pic of us and fights I'm fighting for myself. I know i can't compromise who i am and situations won't change me but the profound pain of the lesson is a hard one. I care too much. I love too much. I understand too much. I give too much. I'm getting back too little. I hope somewhere out there people i held care for are ok. I'm learning lessons. I'm trying to grow. Trying to understand.



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