• Blog Stats

    • 202,472 hits
  • Follow Lil Miss Shalla on WordPress.com
  • Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

    Join 2,098 other followers

  • shalla

  • Goodreads

  • Top Clicks

  • Top Rated

  • duh its a calendar

    June 2021
    M T W T F S S
     123456
    78910111213
    14151617181920
    21222324252627
    282930  

#WankWednesday still a thing?


Took more pictures last night before taking off the make-up

I felt pretty

Which isn’t something I’ve been feeling for a while

It’s hard to feel attractive when you can’t shower properly

The boiler for the heat and hot water is still on the fritz, with the lockdown, the replacement piece needed is on hold and when turned on, the water leaks onto the electrical box

Which is a right royal bitch

I have been suffering like this since December, the new machine should have changed things but my landlords are cheap bastards and put in a “new” unit that is 6 years old, wasn’t fully empty of water and damn near every important piece had to be replaced…

It’s hard to feel attractive when the stress and piss poor diet aggravate my body and make my skin look like shit

Which I don’t bother hiding at home and can’t hide with makeup when I go out to get supplies… Walking means sweating and that makes the makeup look weird as the foundation changes

Even wearing makeup can’t hide the scar damage from last year and all the trauma that happened to cause cyst flare ups

But last night I could use soft filters and makeup to hide the damage

To hide the feeling of self consciousness and self loathing

To hide the trauma that has made me bitter, jaded against society and the loneliness that cripples me daily… yearly

I could show the softer Me

The gentle Me

The lover I can be

I miss showing that side of me

I miss being silly with others and being loved for it

No hating on the silly, we can’t be serious all the time

And the asswipes and stay the fuck away!

I hate constantly needing to bitch and rant at the stoopids, the pre rape like or stalker personalities of men around me, the fake women who are users instead of friends, the injustices in the world as well as my specific groundhog day purgatory that has nothing to do with the lockdown

My world is so small and ever shrinking

My only escape is the internet

I miss being me…

Testing ideas #tittytuesday


The first Sunday of the month holds a theme, each time is something different and I’m trying to get back into posting again

The theme for the 1st of May, hosted on Sinful Sunday by Molly’s daily kiss… Is “unedited”

While the below picture has been edited, I had fun playing around with the mosquito netting over my bed and I also played around with the lighting and poses

Seeing what I’m in the mood for right now and giving myself time to make a collection for Sunday… Instead of waiting for the last minute

But I liked this one

And it is titty Tuesday

So why not share

Nudity-Sin poem #sinfulsunday


Sinful Sunday is all about the image

Click on the lips to see those who are also participating

Please like, share, comments on those participating

Feel free to skip my words, I have many that I needed to say

Sinful Sunday

I’m feeling rather nude and raw these days

Not in the fun sort of ways

I’d been doing really well with focusing on me, working on getting back my creativity and feeling more sexualI’d even started having a few fantasies again…

I haven’t had those in years

Not ones for me, my desires, my wants, only adding in specific people if it was my choice

Instead of people pleasing or story telling and creatingI was doing really well!!

Then I ended up being guilted into taking my 18 yr old son and his friend into my home for 2 weeks

I wasn’t ready

He didn’t have to be there normally, not his typically scheduled time but she had no where else to go due to the closing of student housing

I ended up sliding back into old habits of trauma, losing all the momentum and happiness…

and confidence…

I had worked hard to gainSo many panic attacks due to C-PTSD and I’m genuinely struggling

So I’ve been raw online

Screaming at the world to do better, be better and stay the fuck home

But also trying to reach out

For my sanity as much as others

I can easily strip my clothing and run around naked

Ok maybe not run…

I don’t do that running shit…

But you know what I mean

Being emotionally naked…

That’s more difficult for most but I practice it dailyI’m lonely…

More so than typicalI’m scared…

For reasons you probly wouldn’t anticipateI’m frustrated and angry…

So I’m exposing myself…

In many ways

And if someone needs to connect on an emotional level, I’m happy to help…

Because it helps me too

Edited with image at the bottom

Was too close to the coding for the lips at the top and caused problems

21 of 31 March photography challenge


Today’s challenge is “black and white”

While that’s something easy enough to capture using the right filters or objects…

Not everything is black and white

Theoretically possible to define with only two possible labels… Yet reality is far more complex

How would you describe me…

Even those who have known me long, would be hard pressed to list all the ways possible

A social chameleon is a simple cheat style of answer…

Sensual

Warm

Kind

But others have different words to describe me

Some darker, harsher, more negative or filled with hate and loathing

Because there is no true black and white to any situation…

So many middle areas that offer ambiguity

I like to choose who I want to be

Not limiting myself to sharp, defined labels…

Being able to fluidly pass through one label to the next and yet always being authentically me within each…

Sometimes I find new ways to describe myself

Adding more depth, shadows or light but always reshaping who I am and how others interpret me

Seeing how it all changes depending on the way my labels are viewed and if you are capable to understand them

But always me

Tomorrow’s challenge is “stripes”

18 of 31 March photography challenge


Today’s challenge is “something old”

Going for a touch of humor

Anyone else remember Happy Bunny?

I’m definitely worse than you 🤣

Tomorrow’s challenge is “a pair”

Well now…

That could mean so many things

(armedwithcoffee)

poetry, shorts, and other stuff

Free thoughts

For a better communication

FlossDoesLife

Often Erotic Musings from a queer, kinky and definitely dirty girl

An Accident In Space And Time

Just your average, friendly Vulcan

%d bloggers like this: