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Theory of the Damned 6/18/2010 6:00 PM Chained there, as I taiste thy blood. Within a mirror of a mirror. And within a portal of a portal. See me now as I scratch thy skin. As I bleed you dry of sanity. ... Read More
Damn,I knOw thAt I'm goNna Be tIreD thAn A biTch In the moRning... So I just finished getting the vampire meanings to three out of five ofmy anime charcters... 1) (this one is my character) Anjelrisa Van D'la Jacqueline Meaning: Empress Of Drac and Bast of the Flesh... 2) (my chracters' admirer/bf/husband...you'll have to read the book when i finish to understand) Vladimir Frost meaning: Viceroy of the Cold Wastes and Incubus of Hungary.. 3)... Read More
TerRibLy loSt in My oWn daMn thOugHts... Firts off I want to publicly say thanks to glauke for a nice blog comment! I actually smiled in what seemed like months. So, yea...I'm a complete blank turd right now. I really wanted to update my characters but I'm so totally blanked. I have writers' block...I can write a million words and forget what I'm writing about. Now I'm hungry...brb.... YAY! I'm making a mexican crunchy taco hamburger helper...I'm mentally fat. I'll eat m... Read More
So yEa ExacTly LikE whAt The TiTle Says... You Know its quite frustrating to try and fit into my world. I have constant drama following me, haters everywhere, and a bullshit family. Wow, who doesn't? Probably .000000000000000000000000000000 09% of the worlds' population. Its' a shame, I always thought a blog was a self proclaimed diary, but apparently its more of a journal of the intelectual thoughts of a human being with endl... Read More
Words leaking from my fingers as they caress the keys,
quick witted soul accompanied by a blackened heart.
Passion escaping down the vessels deep inside
Who am I? The lost traveler with no where to go..
Home is where the heart is, but she stole it awhile back.
Breathing gets hard as the night falls
The moon crowding the sky, taking over once again.
Minutes pass by like hours; attitude is horrid.
Wisdom bouncing against my skull,
Let it out.
Sorrow l... Read More
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