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My love only bleeds so deep.
I like reading,writing,anime, music,manga,and some sports. I'm kinda shy and don't really like the company of people much.I like long walks in the forest.I enjoy nature and I love vampires. I also love animals. I'm not perfect and I do make mistakes. I'm not always willing to admit them but I still make them. Sometimes I can get wrapped up in myself. . I can switch moods fairly easily going from happy to sad to angry without reason. I'm also organized in a way that only I can understand if that makes sense. I'm also fascinated with psychology.
Remember things aren't always what they seem.
Books I like.
1.)Twilight
2.)new moon
3.)Demon in my view
4.)the Harry potter books
5.)Lord of the rings trilogy
6.)vampire kisses
7.)Anne rice
8.)The BlackDaggerBrotherhood novels.(My fav is Z.)
Anime shows:
1.)yuyu hakusho
2.)Inuyasha
3.)Trinity blood
4.)Ouran High School Host Club
5.)Black Blood Brothers
6.)Vampire Knight
7.)Wallflower
Music:
Linkin park
Papa Roach
Panic!at the Disco
My Chemical Romance
Oomph
Evanescence
Good Charlotte
Marilyn Manson
Shine Down
Theory of a Deadman
Yeah, I get it,
You're an outcast.
Always under attack.
Always coming in last,
Bringing up the past.
No one owes you anything.
I think you need a shotgun blast,
A kick in the ass,
So paranoid. . .
Watch your back!!
Oh my, here we go...
Another lose cannon gone bi-polar
Slipped down, couldn't get much lower.
Quicksand's got no sense of humor.
I'm still laughing like hell.
You think that by crying to me
Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe,
You've been infected by a social disease.
Well, then take your medicine.
[Chorus:]
I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I'm still here,
To explain,
That the darkest hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun.
When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself?
I'm so sick of this tombstone mentality,
If there's an afterlife,
Then it'll set you free.
But I'm not gonna part the seas
You're a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You think that crying to me,
Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe,
You've been infected by a social disease.
Well, then take your medicine.
[Chorus]
I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I'm still here,
To explain,
That the darkest hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun.
When you gonna wake up...
When you gonna wake up and fight...
[Chorus]
When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself? [x3]
Aren't you scared? Well, that's just fine
Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll a dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night
I am the "Who" when you call, "Who's there?"
I am the wind blowing through your hair
I am the shadow on the moon at night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright.
I also like nekos.
There is one character that portrays my personality the best and that is sunako nakahara from the Wallflower/Perfect girl evolution anime(if you haven't seen it I highly recommend it):
If u add me tell me.Or decide to stalk me tell me.
Near this Spot
are deposited the Remains of one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferosity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices.
This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
if inscribed over human Ashes,
is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG,
who was born in Newfoundland May 1803
and died at Newstead Nov. 18, 1808.
When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth,
Unknown by Glory, but upheld by Birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rests below.
When all is done, upon the Tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been.
But the poor Dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his Master’s own,
Who labors, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonored falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the Soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power –
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy tongue hypocrisy, thy words deceit!
By nature vile, ennoble but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on – it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend’s remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one – and here he lies. - Lord Byron's poem to his Newfoundland.
Hope, expectation, Bright promises.
The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.
The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.
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