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Currently Listening Cult By Apocalyptica Hope see related

 Past... You reached your fake hands and held my neck too tight..
I struggled.. You didn't let go until I was infected and suffocated with your pain. You tied my being and you killed everything inside every tear drop! You put worms crawling on my lips, you made rats torment me.. they ate my finger nails in the dark, as you were watching with delight! You left me rotting inside your dirty shell.. Past abused!

Present... As I open my sick eyes, every nightmare is gone!
The light is powerfull and hurts them, but I'm getting used to it as it warms my heart with every smile, with every touch. My light, my love, my relief, my soul, my beautiful dream, keep holding my hand forever! Keep shading my light with your pure wings! Take care of us like you have always done!Only calm, warm dreams now! Remain in my heart forever! Present in love!

Currently Listening From a Bleeding Heart By Beseech Kiss of November see related

Don't really have much to say.. I've been away, really happy!

I'll just leave you with this interesting test again  My result was quite interesting obviously!

http://warlocksrealm.homeip.net/vamp/



Business minded and a natural leader, you are a candidate to be embraced by the Ventrue clan. You can be rather dominant with a high stamina however, you tend to have obsessive compulsive tendencies...especially when it comes to your food. You are the clan the others look to organize groups and factions. Generally princes are among this clan.


The Ventrue Elegant, aristocratic and regal, the Ventrue are the lords of the Camarilla. It was Clan Ventrue that provided the cornerstone of the Camarilla, and it is Clan Ventrue that directs and coaxes the Camarilla in its darkest hours. Even in the modern age, the majority of princes descend from Clan Ventrue. The Ventrue would, of course, have things no other way. In the tradition of noblesse oblige, the Ventrue must lead the other clans for their own good. In ancient nights, Ventrue were chosen from nobles, merchant princes or other wielders of power. In modern times the clan recruits from wealthy "old-money" families, ruthless corporate climbers, and politicians. Although Ventrue move in the same social circles as the Toreador, they do not fritter away their existences in frivolity and idle chatter. The Ventrue proudly wear the privileges of leadership, and stoically bear its burdens. Thus has it always been; thus shall it always be.

// edit  She put down the phone and fell on her fragile knees as silver tears were touching gently her smooth white cheeks and cutting the inside of her soul.. She could barely stand, but she managed to find her way to the white cold bathroom. She still heard those whispers in her head: "GO AWAY!!!" she shouted "JUST LEAVE ME!!!".. her heart had never been so heavy, her eyes had never tried so hard to stay alive.. she fell, hiting her every torment on the lifeless ground.. as she struggled to see, the only thing surrounding her was hot, red, intense blood.. her white falling dress was now shouting from her hips down, invaded by the evil river of pain, flowing, and flowing again.. Voices.. predictions.. shadows.. all of them killing the innocent.. evil...

Currently Listening Emprise to Avalon By Suidakra And The Giants Dance see related

Her eyes were heavy.. He left just some hours ago, heading towards the cold horizon of an away heart beat. His lips, his sweet gentle lips were in her thoughts while she was still feeling their warmth on her pale, fragile body. His hands, his soft hands were still playing with her raven rebel hair. As she opened her aching eyes she confronted the same lonely ceiling.. It was a happy ceiling until some hours ago. As she tried to move, she noticed he had forgoten the shirt he wore a night before on the chair near the bed. She tried to reach it... and held it so close, so deep within her heart, as their memories were haunting her seedy mind. She had been drunk with love, an hour before, a night before, a month before.. She was longing for him, for his eyes, for his warmth, for his love.. 'He'll be back soon..' she said, as an ice tear fell from her sapphire eye. 'He'll be back soon..'

// edit: Hahaha! Quizzez are fun when you are bored!

You are an elitist bastard. You hate people that try too hard, actually you just hate people in general. You have excellent taste in alcohol, however, and probably have an excellent collection of classical and experimental music.

What kind of goth are you?
Created by ptocheia

Currently Listening Virgin & Whore By Eternal Tears of Sorrow Aurora Borealis see related

Tears have shed yesterday.. but not for you..
Thoughts were falling from the sky.. but not to you..
Eyes were shown some time ago.. but not from you..
Lips adored a gentle heart.. just enigmas.. it was not you..

Heart beat smiling at the sun.. only for me..
A bleeding rose on a piano.. only to me..
Embracing the light and love.. only from me
Kissing other lips and heart.. just pure self.. for this is me..