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Wed, 25 Oct 2006 17:49:54 GMT

Dan-Andrei Chira is the best driver in the whole fucking world!!!

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Wed, 03 Aug 2005 15:05:37 GMT

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!

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Tue, 26 Jul 2005 19:32:55 GMT

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...

Monday, July 11, 2005

Mon, 11 Jul 2005 20:38:54 GMT

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

Thursday, June 30, 2005

Thu, 30 Jun 2005 17:47:29 GMT

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..

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Tue, 21 Jun 2005 16:48:16 GMT

YEEEEEEEYYY! I passed my accounting exam! .. and with a high mark too!

... also very much in love

Saturday, June 18, 2005

Sat, 18 Jun 2005 20:36:02 GMT

Today was a peacefull day. I woke up smiling softly, embraced by my love. *sigh.. it's a pitty he couldn't say longer. But there's still a good thing in it, because.. I started to know a little bit of Darkness He really made my day! Once again I was really glad to find out I was wrong when having an opinion about someone or something. I'm actually not wrong about people when I see/meet/get into contact with them for the first time. This time I was, and I'm the happiest ever!

Also, my spider was really nasty! She cought a bee in her net today, and I witnessed her killing it, covering it with net, taking it into her shelter and slowly devouring it . It was way better than on Discovery!

It was also my bro's birthday today.. and I didn't get him anything yet .. if you have any suggestions feel free to share! Well, enough for now.. I'll leave you with another puzzle of me (very similar to the last one-80%) and I'll go back studying for my exam on tuesday! Hope you're all as good as I am! Have a nice happy day!

Edit: OH NO! I just woke up from a dream with my sweet spider and when I opened the window to see how she was, I could only see her net, some piece of the bee.. and no spider! I hope she's not in my room!

Edit II: Look what nice gifts I received!

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Tue, 14 Jun 2005 17:28:29 GMT

For a recently made acquaintance

Weeping willow prince..
Dry your eye.
Don't look back and wonder
For willows never die.

Flowers hurt yesterday,
And the day before
But with hope and acceptance
They won't die anymore.

The cross you bear is thick
The blood is getting dry
As dark lips kill you still
Into the burning sky.

Weeping willow prince,
Lust keeps you away
Don't struggle, cry or suffer
For love will win one day..

Inside your dirty river
You hid till leaves were blind
Humanity deserted
All waves that lit your mind.

Now it is time to wonder
Now there's not time to cry.
Don't let despair possess you
For willows never die.

I hope you know this is for you dark one ..
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Discover me ..part I

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Thu, 09 Jun 2005 15:09:16 GMT

Last night I heard a heavy breathing in my dream and a heart beating faster and faster. It was the scared maiden runnig in the whispering forest. The freezing snow was cutting her gentle feet, as her white dress was shivering in the thin air. Her long dark hair was slowly touching her pure white neck, as her scared blue eyes were closing with every hope that was dying. The hungry beast was grinning while following her sweet scent, as the blood of its last victim was still fresh on its sharp teeth. His eyes longing for warm flesh, his claws, yearning for purity. He was slowly walking 'You cannot hide'. She was running fast 'I am powerless, I am weak'. She stumbled on a dirty rock and fell, as her dress was ripped by the coldness of fear. Her right knee was bleeding and hurting. She cleaned the mudd while closing her hopeless eyes. She ripped a piece of her dress and put it on the wound. 'I will not run'. There was no more hope for her. As a warm tear caressed her cheek she closed her universe and decided not to be scared anymore. The beast approached 'There's nowhere you can run my darling'. As his claw was touching her pure milky neck, she gave him her hand. He lifted her and took her back into the cold tower, where she wept her youth, her lust, her love. Every night she used to dream those blue eyes, slowly touching her, those hands slowly loving her, as her heart was crying while days were passing. A dream and nothing more?

Thursday, June 02, 2005

Thu, 02 Jun 2005 13:38:01 GMT

CATAMENIA CONCERT TONIGHT!!!! Wooooo-hooooo!!!!

the concert was awsome.. I haven't had such a good time in a while.. since I was in highschool as far as I remember .. anyway, even if they didn't play that much it was a blast! my hair is still messed up! but now.. fun over..and exams starting .. ufff...