Well the basics I guess would be a love for mechanics and muscle cars, I love to lose myself in a good book and bury myself under books at the libary, I also enjoy writing poetry from time to time and practice on my bass guitar when I get a chance. If I had a chance to learn the Violin I'd be in heaven. I love to be different as well as staying active I'm not one of those people who can sit on their couch all day and be perfectly fine with it. I have to have something to do, so I'm always looking to learn new things. All in all, you'll never be bored with me around theres always something going on, and according to my friends I'm pretty fun to hang around. Oh and one more thing I love a decent conversation once in a while so don't be afraid to message me.

I use to play rugby too, I loved it more than anything..

"sorry for the mis-spelled words, I'll get to them later".

(update later)

~On the feeding of wolves~

The lamb senses the wolf's approach.
She knows that she must run.

Escape.

The lamb, unmoving, stands transfixed as he draws near.
She is captivated.

Entranced.

The lamb does not run, she cannot.
She feels so very alive.

Enchanted.

The lamb knows the wolf is almost upon her.
She marvels at his fangs.

Enticing.

The lamb does not wish to run.
She instead offers her throat.

Enraptured.

The lamb stands so very still, she is very brave.
She feels his teeth on her now.

Eviscerating.

The lamb falls to her knees as she is taken.
She feels pleasure, interlaced with pain.

Ecstasy.

The lamb's sight fades to black.
She has fallen victim to the wolf's savage attack.

Ending.

And so the wolf is fed,
And so the lamb is bled,
And so the ground is once more stained red.

Yet every lamb would risk a halo around her head...
If she could just one time; in such a way be bled.

~Billy

It is I of whom you dream when you gaze out your window into the starlit night.
Eyes desperately searching the skies, ever longing for my icy touch.

In your dreams you say...

Come to me my sweet.
I cost nothing.
My love is free.

You offer your neck,
You say, "Forever live with me."

I your lord
You my lady.

Together more fearsome than any horror in Hades.

So come my lady, take my hand.
Let me spin my spell, fill your eyes with sand.

For it is in your dreams that i can fly.

Where i come to you.
Kiss you.
Make you sigh.

Do not fret when morning comes and you find that your Dark Prince has gone.

I will return tomorrow night, but always be gone by dawn.

So my lamb as the sun rises to the East,
Kiss me now,
Say farewell to your beast.

I am forever grateful for your bountiful feast.

~Billy

~The Wolf~

My sweet lamb listen for me in the night.
I am always near but never quite in sight.

Whenever the wind blows and the moon is high.
Listen for the faint sound of my baying cry.

Searching for your scent.
Longing to be at your side.

His hunger consumes him, a call he must heed.
His beautiful lamb, exactly what he needs.

The wolf is ravenous, he must feed.
Fangs bared, he does not plead.

The lady's throat so pale and so fair.
So exposed, so naked and bare.

It is the wolf's teeth that the lamb welcomes there.
She tells him to approach with her inviting stare.

Frozen in place when she should beware,
Under his spell, nature ensures the game is not fair.

Now lay back, welcome my teeth.
At long last, my jaws offering merciful relief.

It is the sweet ecstasy of bliss that they bequeath.

~Billy

jollylops.com - gothic pictures and naughty shit.

Awh man... i dont go school anymore.. and i finished college (Im from UK so like yeah)

Nothing much looking for a job and listening to music... boring realy

Im good thank you! what you been up to?

Thanks for the add!



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