I grew up in a classic and conservative home. Learned very good manners, learned etiquette. Received good education. Ironically, this went hand in hand with my environment outside. The dodgy underworld and red light district was very close by. Shady people went through my life and kept me good company. Not to forget that the streets of a big German city could be tough for a youngster to grow up in, and at night definitely could be rough. I love culture and old fashioned class. I learned the ways of being a lady… But I definitely learned the hard way … Continue reading I’ve got the best of both worlds, or perhaps the worst?? 😉
Two kinds that are obsessed with murder; those committing them and those who write about them… novelists, yes. Gangster, mobster… red-light fascination… Business, legit or shady… How thin is the line really? 😉 Oh, I’m off to have coffee with a weapon dealer this morning… curiosity, or business… who knows… 😛 #moments, #urbansavage #lifeontheedge Continue reading Life down town 😉
I love compliments… I love getting them and I love giving them! Always have been blessed with getting a good amount of nice comments when I meet new people, when I walk through the streets, cafes, shops, wherever really, I always receive nice compliments by strangers… Mostly on my looks, my eyes, … my ‘charming presence’, my ‘fascinating aura’, my happy vibe… yep, mostly from guys of course, but also often by women, and occasinally by the odd psychic (or crazy person) who can see the ‘real’ angelic (or demonic) me 😉 I love those. I truly am blessed with getting flattery. And it really makes my day!
And just as I love receiving them, I am an absolute flatterer and sweet-talker myself. Continue reading “Flatter me, flatter you 😉 Why compliments are awesome.”
I just love, love perfumes… always did. I always had several different perfumes on my shelf, just to highlight the mood I felt at that moment. I had a hot sunny day perfume, a rainy day perfume, a wild, stormy mood perfume, a deep and sexy fragrance, or a light, playful scent, a melancholic mood perfume, which was a heavy, deep purple one, … or a spicy ‘adventure night out’ fragrance… My favorites then were called Temperance, Cannabis, Wild Roses and Beautiful Dream. I still remember exactly how they all smelled. I know what scents attract me and I know what doesn’t. Smells make me immediately feel certain emotions, remember things and happenings, they make me see visions of places I have not been to, yet.
Good smells are really important to me, they make me feel good, they make me feel alive. Thus I love sniffing roses, the smell of rain, the smell of the ocean, trees, grass, passing by the bakery, horses, yes they smell amazing too. I just love the strong smell of the countryside… you know, this blend of earth, straw and cow dung. Yes, some might find that very strange for an ehm, ‘elitist smellist’ like I am. Continue reading “Good scents of life… why I love perfumes!”
Ruthless is not your average kinda girl… would you date a hit-girl? Introducing ‘I am Ruthless’ – new upcoming style and trademark by Ruthless herself. Read her shameless, shocking blog posts from the dark web here before they get taken down: http://www.iamruthlessdiary.blogspot.com missAmey (c) shesRisky Continue reading Get ready for my hit-girl ‘Ruthless’!
The air so alive
Ah, the wild wind, so sexy and electrifying
I want to dance, I want to sing
come step out with me into the rain
The rain drops’ ardor touches my skin
I want to get wet all through, and from the within
Come make me laugh and make me scream Continue reading “After Rain…”
I often found out that whenever I think about a new story, writing it down and describing the character… I somehow manage to draw this vision into my real life… it’s pretty awesome, surreal, but also pretty spooky. For example, I describe a situation within my story, and a few days later I find myself in just this situation somehow. Or I describe a certain guy in my novel, and I go to a cafe and suddenly a guy sits there that matches my description perfectly… it’s like I make certain aspects of my stories appear … Continue reading Creating, acting and parallel realities
The awesome thing about being a writer of stories, lyrics and poetry is that you basically can ‘confess’ to some of the real naughty, bad and illecit shit you have done… and everybody thinks it’s fiction 😉 Continue reading Writing is badass 😉
Everly Mine ’Wake up, wake up my little girl’ Grandma is gently stroking my hair ’Come and get ready, time to go to school Put on your blue skirt and new white boots’ School I hated, so much sadness there Yet the boys were shouting ’oh walk with me little princess with the pretty face Sweet girl with the long dark hair You’re so unusual, but I love your flair…’ Everly she walked with me Her world so dim yet no one would see Nobody cared about the bruises on her skin and nobody saw the sores that wept from … Continue reading Everly Mine – another strong versed poem! ❤
To dream at night is amazing. It gives you the chance to re-unite with the way things used to be, for one night. It gives you the chance to return to the place when you were young, reliving the times of your childhood. It gives you the chance to re-unite with your loved ones, the ones no longer here. For one night they come back to life, they speak to you and share a story with you that feels so real, so comforting and yet so sad. I suddenly am a child again and I see my brothers when they were little. And it is so nice to be able to re-live those times, being able to remember them again. Continue reading “For one night….”