Happy New Years Eve!!

While I know many of my friends are out partying it up and ringing in the new year tonight with drunken escapades, comedy shows and possibly some poor decisions that they will find joy in later, I will be at home tonight resting up from my stay at the hospital and getting better. I love and appreciate all those that called and text me while I was down for the count so to speak, and checked on my well being and made sure I was doing alright. It was most of my usual suspects and some surprises, which I am pleased about. But enough about that, it is the last day of 2012 and I am glad I made it to the end. I hope everyone enjoys their parties, cuddling, and/or shows tonight. Happy New Years and Happy Holidays!

 Before I forget, I want to wish my sister a Happy Birthday. She is an amazing woman that has a lovely husband and beautiful child. She deserves the world and more so everyone have an extra sip for her!

2012: A Reflection of the Times

Let me start out by saying I had a lot of fun this year, a lot of laughs, a lot of memories made. To the counter, I had a lot of heartache, a lot of cries, and a lot of things I wish had gone differently. So with every year ending people always make the same promises to do better, to be better, and to change completely from who they were. I'm not going to do that, because realistically I am who I am, small changes will yield big results, but 2013 for me is about improving who I am.
Some Highlights of the year:

• my beautiful energetic niece was born in my awesome month of March
• I got closer with some good friends
• I learned to let love in
• my dad and I built our relationship back up
• my sister visited a few times with the baby so I got to play and get to know her little personality
• built some great friendships on the internet (tumblr, twitter, facebook, google +, and instagram)
• had some amazing sexcapades
• random summer missions and fun adventures
• trips to San Diego

Just to name a few of the highlights of the year, these made my year worth living and I want to repeat and continue these in the coming year. I would also like to propose a little list of things I'd like to see accomplished in 2013. We will see if I can get there soon or not, but I'm putting the good vibes out there to make it happen.

• publish a book
• successfully launch my passion party business
• journal/blog much more often
• be open to more experiences in the love department and be patient
• make more memories

So 2013 lets let the good times keep on rollin!

A plaguing question...

Why is it so hard for me to let me be happy?

I messed up a situation with a potentially great guy, because I wasn't patient. But looking back at it, its hard to trust my judgement on the whole situation. To many factors to take into consideration.

• We had an understanding between us, and then feelings changed (on both ends)
• He couldn't give me what I wanted, but didn't want to let me go
• I couldn't give him what he wanted, but I didn't want to let him go
• He's still figuring himself out, and I'm good with where I am
• It hurts to think we could have done something great together

Things like this happen and my quick decision making may have shot me in the foot, but I hope it's not a wound that won't heal. It may be wobbly, but hopefully in time it will get better, but until then, I guess I suffer through my mistakes and learn from them.

Post 300!!!!!

Well it has been about 3 years since I started this blog and I have finally made it to post 300. We have shared many stories, topics of interest, and my creativity with my own sexuality. Kisses to all those that have been there since the beginning and to all those that are there now. I Love You!!

Love Always,

Dymond Diva

How do I know it's real?

My soul is tainted by the negativity run rampant in my choices.
My mind broken to the ideas of happily ever after.
My body used and abused by life, love and the journey.
My spirit gone only to be replenished by God's grace when I truly accept him.

This world doesn't always feel like we are meant to be together, so at night before I slumber, I pray that tomorrow brings clarity. My emotions and my actions being tested by what is to come, giving false hope for survival and masked by fake strength. Perseverance determined by still being alive, but if all I am is an empty shell am I really alive or am I conforming to what the world expects me to be when given life?

How do I know what's real and meant to be, when I am surrounded by fake truths and false prophets?

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"The strength of a man doesn't come from the power he can control in his muscles, it comes from the integrity of his heart and the showcase of his character. " -Dymond Diva