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I Know You Know Me

“I didn’t see it comingBut I never really had much faithIn the universe’s magic, oh noTill it pulled us to that time and placeAnd I’ll never forgetWhen the floodgates opened, we, we cried an oceanIt still has me choking, it’s hard to explainI know you know me, you don’t have to show me”Bring Me The…

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Breaker Of Chains

I’m going to be really really honest for a minute or two. Not that I’m not normally but I don’t usually call it out. So I really didn’t know if or when I was going to really sit and write anything of substance out. But something lit a fire under me tonight so here I am. What it was is irrelevant and yes I do mean completely irrelevant. What I do know for sure is know what or who you’re talking to or about before you open your mouth. Because if by chance you don’t you might end looking like your full of shit. Pro tip for the future peeps. Knowledge is power, use it.

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A Dying Machine

Man have I been waiting for the right idea to come along to use this song. Finally happened. I recently started watching the show Into The Badlands, yea I know I’m about 2 years behind or what not. It didn’t take very long to get into and I’m damn glad I did. After watching the entire first season I got the idea to tie it into the Tremonti song, thus ending up with this shot.

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Neon

This round of Pose Fair 2018 is in it’s final week now which means you shouldn’t be wasting time if you’re looking at checking it out. For this lovely dose of neon lighting I chose a simple but very suitable pose from [ west end ] Poses that I thought fit the idea in my head. If you know me, and you probably do if you’re here, then you’ve already figured out that I am showing off some more Bakaboo awesomeness for you. It’s safe to say that no matter what Ocean Blackthorne creates, I’ll wear it.

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A Letter To Me

The idea here is quite simple really. I tend to file things away in my head. Some would call it a box, for the purposes of this I call it a vault. It’s the place in my head where the memories are stored. The good, the bad, and the ugly. It’s all there. My thoughts in this post are if I could write a letter to myself that would arrive just prior to my starting Second Life, what would I say?

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