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****DESCRIPTION:****

Long black hair with green eyes, ordinary style with a twist, full lips, about 5'6", and a personality that cannot be described.
Things i prize above all else are my cat and my privacy and my best friend Cora(she's my bitch)

***MY NEW BABY GIRL***

My baby girl is finally here!She's 6 months old now and the most beautiful child u will ever see,and i'm not saying that b-cuz she's mine,she really is very gorgeous.I also am happy about who her father is,I wouldn't want a baby w/anyone else(I LOVE U,CODY)
You can see pics in my portfolio

**ALL ABOUT CORA**

She's my best friend in the entire universe.
Without her i would be lost, she's almost like my guidence counselor and i do the same for her. We've been through so much together that i could not begin to describe it in words.
If there's one person in the world that helps me deal with this hell surrounding me, it would be her. And she finally got back from Link House,YAY!

**CODY**
He's adorable, sweet, romantic, sexy, short , but a slight anger problem, and just about everything else i want in another human being. He's about as close as i'll get to having my own rockstar and he treats me like a goddess. I fell for him in the most unexpected way and i'd do anything to keep him with me always.I've never felt a connection like this before, hopefully(and i believe it is)this is what true love feels like. I'm just hoping i don't jinx it by writing all this shit....oh yeah, BTW:I'm gonna have a baby in Sept. of '07 so yeah i'm gonna be mommy soon.

****HOBBIES:****

I love to draw,
do tattoos and recieve them,
write poetry,
and being a mom(more than i thought i would)

****LIKES:****

people that speak their mind,
silver jewelry ,
tattoo designs,
THE CROW,
Long hair on guys,
Poetry,
ART and anything to do with it of any type,
vampires of course,
books,
and anyone that can make me laugh

****DISLIKES:****

people that bullshit around and toy with people heads,
clowns,
posers,
grimlins,
cheaters,
my X,
fucking Link House Group home in Kingsport, TN,
and my mother

****MUSIC:****

Slipknot
mudvayne
Type O Negative
shinedown
KORN **(MY #1 FAV BAND)**
Opeth
evanescence
Three Days Grace
Marilyn Manson
SEETHER
Lennon Murphy
My Chemical Romance
Metallica
Led Zepplin
Ozzy
Def Leopard
Kiss
Evil Riegn
Eminem(hey, he's got some good lyrics)
and so many more.......

****NIGHTMARE POEM:****

Jack Skellington came here
from Halloween town
You'll notice his handiwork
scattered around
He's decked every hallway
and trimmed every tree
It's his gift this Christmas
to you and to me
Oh slumbering spirits come join us tonight
come witness a ghoulishly glorious sight
So hold on for your life
for who knows what you'll find
in this Christmas created by Jack's
ghoulish mind

****MOVIES:****

The Crow
The Craft
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Bride of Chucky
I Robot
The Village
The Skeleton Key
Constantine
Legend
Pirates of the Carribean
SAW I,II, & III
The Client
and many more....

I would tell you more but there are certain things that are to difficult to explain. Guess you'll just have to get to know me a little better ;-)

****VINCENT****
by: Mr. Tim Burton:

Vincent Malloy is seven years old
He's polite and always does as he's told
For a boy his age, he's considerate and nice
But he wants to be just like Vincent Price
He doesn't mind living with his sister, dog, and cats
Though he'd rather share a home with spiders and bats
There he could reflect on the horrors he has invented
and wander dark hallways alone and tormented

Vincent is nice when his aunt comes to see him
But imagines dipping her in wax for his wax museum
He likes to experiment on his dog Abocrombie
In the hopes of creating a horrible zombie
So that he and his horrible zombie dog
could go searching for victims in the London fog

His thoughts aren't only of ghoulish crime
He likes to paint and read to pass some of the time
While other kids read books like "Go Jane Go"
Vincent's favorite author is Edgar Allan Poe.

One night while reading a gruesome tale
he read a passage that made him turn pale
Such horrible news he could not survive
For his beautiful wife had been buried alive

He dug out her grave to make sure she was dead
Unaware that her grave was his mother's flower bed
His mother sent Vincent off to his room
He knew he'd been banished to the tower of doom
where he was sentenced to spend the rest of his life
alone with the portrait of his beautiful wife.

While alone and insane incased in his doom
Vincent's mother burst suddenly into the room
She said, "If you want, you can go out and play
It's sunny outside and a beautiful day."

Vincent tried to talk but he just couldn't speak
the years of isolation had made him quite weak
So he took out some paper and scrawled with a pen:
"I'm possessed by this house and can never leave it again."

His mother said, "You are NOT possessed and you are NOT almost dead
These games you play are all in your head
You are NOT Vincent Price, you're Vincent Malloy
You're not tormented or insane, you're just a young boy
You're seven years old, and you are my son
I want you to get outside and have some real fun."

Her anger now spent, she walked out through the hall
While Vincent backed slowly against the wall
The room started to sway, to shiver and creak
His horrored insanity had reached its peak
He saw Abocrombie, his zombie slave
and heard his wife call from beyond the grave

She spoke through her coffin and made ghoulish demands
While through cracking walls reached skeleton hands
Every horror in his life that had crept through his dreams
swept his mad laughter to terrified screams

To escape the badness, he reached for the door
but fell limp and lifeless down on the floor
His voice was soft and very slow
As he quoted "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe:
"And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted...Nevermore."

Hope You enjoyed this little twisted tale;-)

****ABOUT ME:****

all in all i'm cool to hang around i guess.
I don't believe in false friendships, so if i don't like you you'll know cause i'll tell you.
i think there may be a god but i don't beileve he does jack shit for people.
Sorry if i offend you but, like i said, i speak what i feel

**DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS:**

No mommy, don't do it again
Don't do it again
I'll be a good boy
I'll be a good boy, I promise
No mommy don't hit me Oh-oohh
Why did you have to hit me like that mommy?
Don't do it! You're hurting me Oh-oohh!
Why did you have to be such a bitch?
Why don't you,
Why don't you fuck off and die?
Why can't you just fuck off and die?
Why can't you just leave here and die?
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
FUCK YOU!!!
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
Would you like to see how it feels mommy?
Here it comes, get ready to die!

I LOVE YOU MOMMY;-)

SEETHER-GASOLINE:

Last night I saw that beauty queen
Watched her paint her face on
I wanna be that magazine
That she bases life on
I wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
And burn the house down

She’s got nothing to say
She’s got bills to pay
She’s got no one to hate
Except for me

Last night I saw that beauty queen
She’s getting high on Revlon
I wanna be that magazine
That she wastes her life on
I wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
And burn the house down

She’s got nothing to say
She’s got bills to pay
She’s got no one to hate
Except for me
Me.

MUDVAYNE:Under My Skin:

Nailed inside my head,
Fuck this I don’t need your shit,
All the lies deceit and arrogance,
Talk your shit like my life is some kinda game,
Like you fuckin’ know me,
Just go far away and be small,
Run far away and be small,
Go lie in a hole and be small,

Thorns, splinters, pushing,
Under my skin,
They want in,
Sharpened tongue to penetrate me,

If you really think you got what it takes to be me,
Then walk a mile in the skin of my head case mental being,
So you want a piece of this life that belongs to me,
Well make a cut on the line and take a deeper look inside of the freak,

That is me, fucker, come on,

Disturb, search me, prying up all my scales
To get in lance the core to penetrate me,

So you want inside of me,
So you want a piece of this,
So you want to tear me down, for your own selfish wants and needs

Disturb, search me, prying, up all my scales,
To get in, lance the core to penetrate me,

So you want inside of me
So you want a piece of me,
So you want to drag me down,
For your own selfish wants and needs

You were there like a punk,
Just to get in my face,
Wanted in me wanted to be
Till I gave you a taste
Don’t need your goddamn pressure
Frontin’ stress I’m superman motherfucker
Without the s on my chest
Trying to step in my circle I’m leaving you purple and black
On your back drop your ass like a heart attack
Rippin’ through your life like a motherfuckin’
Hurricane fist full of novocain for the pain
You’re nothing in my life in my head
You’re nothing in my life in my land
Nailed inside my head

You’re under my fuckin’ skin!
I have cleansed my life now of the people who pry
And threaten place always in my face I think it’s time for them to
Go away always in my fuckin’ space,
Always in my scene always in my sight,
Always in my way

You’re dead to me punk ass fuck .

There’s nothing left

****Warning!!!
"It has been said, that the body, is a slave to the mind, I believe that to be true, only that the mind cannot see... freedom."
From Closure Criss Angel MindFreak****

**DISTURBED:Prayer:**

Another dream that will never come true
Just to complement your sorrow
Another life that I've taken from you
A gift to add to your pain and suffering
Another truth you can never believe
Has crippled you completely
All the cries you're beginning to hear
Trapped in your mind, and the sound is deafening

Let me enlighten you
This is the way I pray

[Chorus]
Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me alive inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything away

Another nightmare about to come true
Will manifest tomorrow
Another love that I've taken from you
Lost in time, on the edge of suffering
Another taste of the evil I breed
Will level you completely
Bring to life everything that you fear
Live in the dark, and the world is threatening

Let me enlighten you
This is the way I pray

Chorus

Return to me
Return to me
Return to me
Turn to me
Leave me no one

Turn to me
Return to me
Return to me
Turn to me
Cast aside

Return to me
Return to me
Return to me
Turn to me
Leave me no one

Turn to me
Return to me
Return to me
You've made me turn away

Chorus

IF ANYBODY WANTS TO KNOW WHAT CAUSES A PERSON TO GROW UP LIKE ME THIS IS A SONG THAT COULD BE BASED ON MY FUCKING CHILDHOOD:

I will not make the same mistakes that you did
I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery
I will not break the way you did
You fell so hard
I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I am afraid

I lose my way
And it's not too long before you point it out
I cannot cry
Because I know that's weakness in your eyes
I'm forced to fake, a smile, a laugh
Every day of my life
My heart can't possibly break
When it wasn't even whole to start with

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I am afraid

I watched you die
I heard you cry
Every night in your sleep
I was so young
You should have known better than to lean on me
You never thought of anyone else
You just saw your pain
And now I cry
In the middle of the night
For the same damn thing

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you
I tried my hardest just to forget everything
Because of you
I don't know how to let anyone else in
Because of you
I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty
Because of you
I am afraid

Because of you
Because of you

**AS I LAY DYING:The Voices That Betray Me:**

Shatter my emotions
Take them all away
Left alone to face You
Now You know my heart
Left only to speak what is true
See through this plague of flesh
With truth I say that I love You
Yet my heart betrays me
Be not far from me
For these voices
They must soon cease
Despite their betrayal
You died for me

**MUDVAYNE:FORGET TO REMEMBER:**

What have I done?
Where have I come from?
When I burnt the backs with the sun through a glass did I seal the loss that's become me?

Feeling undone
What have I become?
When I turned my back on you I turned my back on myself and became this machine

Thoughtlessness
Selfishness
Hopelessness
Arrogant

I feel it on the inside
Twisting and contorting
Memory has shaped me once again

Still feel you on the inside
Biting through and stinging
Will I ever forget to remember?

Shadows in the sun
Filter through us
Still wrestle the demons that arrested me as a child
Confession rejected
We grow up
To give up
People step on the cracks for wounds owed paid back
Through the words of surrender

Emptiness
Loneliness
Listlessness
Worthless

I feel it on the inside
Twisting and contorting
Memory has shaped me once again
Still feel you on the inside
Biting through and stinging
Will I ever forget to remember?

Can you save me?
From myself
From these memories
Can you save me?
From myself
From these memories

Surrender
To the shadows
Haunting inside
Bleed through you
Surrender to the secrets inside
Lies within you

I feel it on the inside
Twisting and contorting
Memory has shaped me once again
Still feel you on the inside
Biting through and stinging
Will I ever forget to remember?

Can't feel you on the inside
Set down the bag and left it
Lost memory has left me
One again
Open up the inside
Admission for the cleansing
Now that I've forgotten to remember

Surrender
To the shadows
Haunting inside
Bleed through you

*****THE RAVEN *****

by Edgar Allan Poe
(1845)

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-
This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;-
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering,
fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"-
Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-
'Tis the wind and nothing more."

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and
flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed
he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door-
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no
craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore-
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door-
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered-
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown
before-
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore-
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of 'Never- nevermore'."

But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and
door;
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he
hath sent thee
Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or
devil!-
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-
On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-
Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or
devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore-
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked,
upstarting-
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my
door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the
floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted- nevermore!

-- THE END --

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