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34 years old
Colorado
United States
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JOB: Self employed
SMOKE: Yes
DRINK: Sometimes
RELIGION: Fuck Religion
ORIENTATION: Aliens
DATING STATUS: Do me now!
BODY TYPE: Athletic
MEMBER SINCE: 04/10/2008
STAR SIGN: Sagittarius
LAST LOGIN: 11/13/2009 02:36:15
MY RATING: 7.75



Punk, Metal,Rock and whatever else sounds good at the moment.



04/19/2008 17:52:19
04/15/2008 21:36:04
04/15/2008 21:22:07
04/14/2008 21:17:52


kick ass stupid bitches, SATAN'S ASS






Tattoos
More personallity than a doorknob.
More brains than a goldfish.
A sense of humor is key.
Dominant men...in bed
Jostel Hason

Stupidity, Drugs, Republicans

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That's Pandora's Box..............................

I have a twisted and sarcastic sense of humor.

I am outgoing and lively among friends, but shy around those I don't know.

I am brutally honest, but would never intend to hurt anyone with it.

I am who I am, and never try to be anything else, and whoever doesn't like that can kiss my ass!

I hate cookie cutter people. I love people who have a sense of self, and stand up for that.

I love anarchy and have socialist views. (deal with it)

I hate liars. I will not do it. Although sometimes I may choose not to answer a question.

I am an empath and healer. Not my choice, it is my servitude for a long ago life filled with mal intent.

I am a nice person, unless you are not.

I am a sensuous person, and can be a bit of a flirt and pig at times, but am a loyal companion in relationships.

I grow tired of the self serving, pretentious, game playing toxicity of humanity and choose to live in my own world alot of the time.

Well that about sums it up.
Love me, Hate me, take me with a grain of salt.


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From: darkangel_blackwings
01/02/2010 16:15:58




From: DaveDoom51
01/02/2010 07:27:50


Here is a nightmare I wrote while my internet was un-available to me.....I hope you enjoy...... Let me know what you think, and happy nightmares to you!





Pentacle


I look around and find myself, immersed within the spectacle...
Of bleating, caged-up creatures screaming...trapped by this evil pentacle.
Course yammering and cursing, stock and trade of creatures damned.
They must do the bidding of the strong, or find their tender asses jammed...
Into the dreary, darkest corners...dank places in my hell....
Tormented cries surround me as I feel dark majik swell.

My torturted psyche stretched so thin, brittle sound of bat-wings flapping...
The scuttle of hell's grotesque rats, sounds of their cruel jaws' snapping.

Out of sight, I seem to hear, my faithful mate approaching...
Her cloven hooves upon the stone, her evil shade encroaching.
Demented scenes she shows to me, these images echo in my mind...
Howling my appreciation, dark majik takes her from behind.
Crystal-pillars of creation groan, to celebrate our arcane merging...
Two mortal bodies' wanton coupling....two darkened souls converging.

Shifting madness free inside me, her lovely exposed entrails sliding...
Delicious blood-dreams strut, unmasked...two different planes colliding.

A stillness creeps across the void, as if in pregnant expectation...
My lover and another speak, they voice an awful incantation.
Foul words assault beleagured senses, this wild-eyed pair approaching me...
Mouths forming lost forgotten verses, words to set hell's chained beast free.
Lost doe-eyes of my love's companion, seem to beg me for release...
I tear her muscled belly open, and grant her troubled soul surcease.

That quiet voice inside of me, the one supposed to guide me.....
Screaming for my sanity....ignores the corpse beside me.

Oiled body of my goat-eyed mate, lank and lovely muscles straining...
Atop the flesh of her companion, no longer lost...no more complaining.
The death throes of her dying body, heels drumming rhythm on the stone....
My lover's busy teeth at work, wet sucking sounds and sated moans.
I bend to lick an errant drip, of precious crimson nectar...
That wanders 'cross this cooling thigh...this flesh no more defines her.

Is this a dream or is it real, it seems my concience is in hiding...
The taste of blood upon my tongue, the voice inside no longer chiding.

There are changes in my body now, blood rushing to my swollen member...
My lover writhing in viscous fluids, frantic movements exposing her female gender.
I kiss the lips of our sacrifice, blowing air into dead tissue...
Dead is dead, there's no response, I guess then there's no issue.
Kneeling between my lover's thighs, smooth cold flesh between my knees...
I slide into the heat of her, for it's the living I would please.

Whether nightmare scene or reality, there was no other path to take...
If I am graced and 'twas a dream, I'll repent when I awake.


© December, 2009 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved




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From: darkangel_blackwings
12/01/2009 23:29:49




From: darkangel_blackwings
10/26/2009 00:39:19


From: darkangel_blackwings
10/26/2009 00:34:23


From: DaveDoom51
10/07/2009 09:33:34
Well.....It just seemed right to share this one with you today, as I am off to hospital fer some tests etc.....I hope you enjoy !




Visages


In the fields and meadows...where the ugly creatures go....
From the bogs and hollows...where true evil likes to grow...
Ruined visages from ages past...faces twisted with foul appetites...
Dining on sweet innocence...with vicious rippings and monstrous bites.

Gathered round their altar...to feast on virgin woman-flesh....
Plucking tender morsels...from inner thighs, and un-touched breasts.
Sweet blood nectar, hot and thick...this innocent groans as she's devoured...
Death for her will not be quick...such violation feeds, their awful power.

Deformed hand thrust deep inside her...tender tissues stretched 'til breaking...
Eyes widen at this cruel invasion...she knows it is her womb they're taking.
Animal grunting assails her ears...fell creatures fighting for the taste...
Of sweet purity's salty tears...virgin sobbing as, her life's laid waste.

Through scarlet curtains of her pain...she seems to hear that voice again...
That wise and tender voice proclaims...don't weep my daughter...
For your soul remains.

Soft smile appears upon her features...
A victory stolen...
From Adramelech's creatures.


© May, 2009 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved




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From: darkangel_blackwings
10/05/2009 07:48:51


From: darkangel_blackwings
09/28/2009 09:35:20


From: darkangel_blackwings
09/22/2009 18:16:20


From: DaveDoom51
09/20/2009 21:31:32
Here is a spoof of the "Sons of Anarchy" series (which I do enjoy, even if it is a TV show) LMAO many of my friends in real life are in it...and so am I hehehehe.....hope you get a laugh!!!. The video is Cleo's hard work (pandora on here) and I thought I wud share it with my friends :)




From: darkangel_blackwings
09/16/2009 21:02:23


From: darkangel_blackwings
09/11/2009 18:52:12


From: darkangel_blackwings
09/08/2009 09:31:46


From: Famulus
09/04/2009 17:29:47
happy Friday my friend


From: ravenreigns
08/31/2009 08:41:03
Greetings...Once again...
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