i loved reading books about: horror,suspense,epic,history stories/encyclopedia/magazines such as: metal edge,hit parader,revolver,circus,metal maniacs,fangoria, & about fashions/comics/wiccan-sacred books,book of shadows!
+:honest,down-earth creatures like me!,kindah weird,friendly,nature/animal lovers,know how 2 play guitar/keyboard/drums,vampire fanatic/addict & a metalhead like me & spongebob!!!hahaha.....
+:but i dont need anything...the creature who can only turned me on was my fuckin' hot boyfriend!!!
+:reading books/magazines/comics,designing clothes/bags/accessories,watching movies/dvds,surfing the net,partying wit my drinking buddies,hanging-out with my cousinz/boyfriend/frioends/bands,shopping,cooking,smoking(marlboro/west ice/luckystrike),practicing/rehearsing with my 2 metal bands,go 2 school(it really sucks!),working as a part-time-gov't employee(give me my promotion,damn it! AaArRrGgGhHh!!!),playing guitar & airsoft with our "SAGA" team(guns & pellets),foodtrippin' & listening 2 my fave metal genres....
+: im a nature/animal lover...im a designer,artist,vocalist,lyricis/composer(of my 2 metal bands!)...i hate hiphop,emo & pop! i only listened 2 rock/metal genres...im a very adventurous creature & a down-2-earth femme!...
+:im a frank & honest creature(i'll be honest with u if i dont like u or if i hate u!)...im a creature who has the right 2 fall in love & doesn't want 2 get hurt!...&...i always have my right 2 do what i want 2 do...i have the freedom 2 choose whats best 4 me.....im really a vampire addict!!! im always lusted 4 blood!!!hahahaha....
Dread daughter of chaos, no physical flaws---appearing deceptively docile, sharpening ebony claws. Luxurious preparation, bathing in young-maidens' blood---stretching supernatural sinew, rejoicing in the flood... Of despicable emotions, accompanying odors as well---infernal mission paramount, engraved invitation to hell. Deceiving humanity, true image never displayed---carefully choosing her raiment, for tonight's masquerade.
Plans nearing fruition, letting her mind rush ahead---ceremony this evening, celebrating the soon-to-be dead. Monstrous teeth peeking, through succulent lips---debauched images overwhelm her, as her disguise briefly slips. Deep carnal moaning, down low in her throat---this corpse-bride is anxious, chance of escape is remote. Foolish priest murmurs, beloved standing beside her---later stealing his soul, as he thrusts desperately inside her.
Abandoning her musings, regaining total composure---musn't allow her excitement, to result in exposure. Impatiently waiting, for her bride's entourage---planning to wear her groom's heart, as a bloody corsage.
Here is the latest effort..I hope you wud let me know if you enjoy it?!!??
Solutions
Seeking majikal solutions, for this grief she feels inside—she finds her self on curs’ed ground, for her vanity cannot abide. Anger courses through her veins, she warned them did she not---tonight’s visit to this evil place, will teach them that…which they forgot! Placing tiny blood-stained offering, upon ancient altar stone—a shudder ripples through her---she finds that she is not alone. What creature walks these ruins tonight? To make her feel so small---the crones that she consulted, didn’t mention it at all.
Crouching in the shadows, weaving tapestries of doom---rubbing up against her lovely body, whispering…“death arriving soon.” Shifting countenance confuses her, images never before perceived---careless action now regretted, she feels she was deceived. No light invades her consciousness, evil continues to explore---forgotten corners of iniquity, values…shaken to their very core. Cruel Imp capers wickedly, through virgin halls of thought---such arrogance she exhibited, thinking power could be so cheaply bought.
Wrapping her cape about herself, insulation against the storm---steeling herself for what’s to come, she screams that she was mis-informed. Delighted with developments, wicked Imp invades her soul---clutching fingers grasping desperately, never again will she be whole. An awful ripping deep inside her, accompanied by her weeping---Imp’s dreadful laughter echoes, soul surrendered to the devil’s keeping. Infernal power flooding her, that for which she lusted---vaguely wondering why it is, she should feel so damn disgusted.
Fevered hunger grows inside of her, infernal bargain is complete---remembered reasons for her actions, cruel revenge will be so sweet. Torment for the pair of them, they dared to cause her pain---sour remembrance of humiliation when…she found them embracing once again.
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