"I am a being, made up of many walls, each wall has a doorway, each doorway I control.
Only a granted few are allowed to enter, enter into the twisted abyss of me..."
I welcome curious visitors & of course the rare few I consider my beloved friends here on Vampire Social!!!
***No longer accepting buddy requests from children or men***
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May be offensive, disturbing, or simply too confusing to some...
Take heed for you have been warned...
No offense~ I am very blunt, perhaps a bitch yet if you know me well you will not take that viewpoint...
I merely speak my Truth as I see It...
Dumnezeu a sarutat fruntea mea si Ingerii sunt şoptind în urechea mea...Împărăţia lui Dumnezeu este în tine! Ridica o stâncă şi voi mă va găsi, divizat o bucata de lemn si voi fi acolo...
An old soul, with an angel's face. Perhaps Nephilm, as once compared to. Artistic & expressive. My tastes are vast & varied. Shape-shifting chameleon. Tom Waits & straight whiskey. Soy milk and kitty cat kisses. Dark rooms & blasting air conditions. Altered states & abandoned building raids. Music, poetry & wine. Dancing nude in the rain at 3am in a cemetery with a friend is a wonderful past time...I am passionate and deadly honest, and I prefer the same. I am loyal until situations force me to switch to ice. I am a trinity of selves. An interesting mix, not quite like any other...
(Unless otherwise noted, the entirety of poetry contained herein, has been written by my hand...)
I am deeply in love with a man that is truly my soul mate and perfect puzzle piece. He is my other half and his love completes me. I find safety and solace under his dark wing. I am truly a blessed deity. I vow to remain entirely faithful to my beloved Greg. As I currently say farewell to my past, I look forward to and embrace my newest path upon this fucked up journey through this crazy Life!
"Staring at the wall, Watching the shadows, As I fall...
My insides writhe, Though I am frozen & statue still...
And I am afraid, to look out the window, for I cannot bear the sight, of the tears upon the sill..."
"Mind spilling out of wrist, in a delicious crimson fall...
Icy tears slide down the pale face of a beautiful porcelain doll..."
Very Spiritual. I lost my Faith and felt forsaken by God, then I had quite the strange experience that saved my life. My love and strength and Faith and heart are safely in the hands of my creator. I am blessed and kissed by the angels...
I am on the phone with you now and as always I awoke with thoughts of YOU ravaging my heart...being that its winter, which unto me is the most beautiful time of of year; I desired to leave these pics for you: my green~eyed angel, for you are the most spellbinding woman I have ever beheld...thank you for loving me Danyella!!! I love you for now and always...XOXOXO
Deep within your soul dwells a place of magick and bliss...a secret spot known only unto US. When the bullshit of this life, at times, consumes the sky of this magikal world, it may cause you to lose glimpse of this miracle for a moment. These are the dreaded moments when our mind shifts its gaze unto the 'without' rather than focusing on the beauty within. This beauty is YOU and US and nothing can ever take this away from US...please remember this in the dark and terrible times...please remember that thru all and in all the magick of OUR love burns untouched deep within...this will never die and when/if all seems to be falling apart please remember to look deep within your/our soul and smile; for all else shall pass away, yet the miracle of US shall not...I love you Danyella!!!!
Hi baby!!! all 3 of these videos are industrial and r prob my fav 3 industrial bands....oh and all 3 of these songs remind me of you...I love you baby!!!!
Good Morning my darling love!!! Here is the incomplete poem of which I spoke...it now awaits part 2 to be written by ur pale beautiful hand; sprung forth from the depths of a mind most deep n melancholy...hehe...I love you Danyella!!! I await ur kisses, arrival, naughty touch, spellbinding smile and of course: part 2 unto this work....ttys baby and I do hope you have now awoken for I miss you my wifey~poo....
Silhouettes glisten as emptiness is suffered to endure
A beckoning unto all bereft of purpose
Slices resound, echoing in this eternal blackness: reminiscent of my blood endowed screams for you; echoes of something that has yet to die, dreams of a love that can not taste death's corruption....
"Yet you are who? and whence shall ye be found?"
'Twigs n ashes, rubble n dust
Madness unto Winze*
All is now a bloody spin'
For yet dead light flourishes: my ceaseless torture; an emanation of filth flung saun** shattered voids
Imprisoned within blood drenched snow (the imprecation of melancholia): a soul, my child writhes as flames sear within
Yet warmth has utterly forsaken this one consumed by sadness
Cold dead stars now circle from the without: viciously focused on strangulation, the death of myself
'Twigs n ashes, rubble n dust
Madness unto Winze
All is now a bloody spin'
Emotions form bonds as an alcove: arisen from the pits of Sheol***
Trapped in a mirage of time, my suffering alone flourishes
Night now follows upon night as tears water the soil of a once fiery soul
Even as blood flows unto the dust from whence I was sprung
...."I am a silhouette lacking essence, a bloody vapor lacking flesh: the summation of an imposed hatred, betrayal and suffering...
Memories have long tormented me; for not enemies but those close to me executed my soul, those in whom I once foolishly believed ...
Now shackled and bound I long for freedom, yet my own emotions are my chains and destiny has long been mine enemy...
As time decays, my resolve fades...
Falling snow mingled with blood buries me as if in a tomb; mine eyes grow weary of this life...
Death calls unto me; yet I was born dead, for without YOUR love all is and ever shall be dead...
Yet you are who? and whence shall ye be found?...
Alas, my hope and faith have utterly crumbled as ancient ruins upon a desolate mountainside...
The time of searching and waiting is over...
I now dwell alone in my mind and the door out has been eternally slammed shut; I have Failed"....
*Scottish word for 'a curse'.
**Middle English form of 'sans'. It means without.
***Ancient Hebrew world for Hades or Hell (hell and sheol/hades are profoundly different); yet for the purpose of understanding the intended idea, any of the 3 could work.
Nice displays in your profile, reminded me of creative ones back in myspace before it was raped and pulled inside out that customuization died in there. However your page is really laggy, might because of overloaded content, but the pictures were pretty nice since it was originally made by you guys, great work.
Magikal mornings of bliss and tranquility unto you my adorable n perfect snugglebear!!! I overslept last night and this morning and had weird anxiety dreams of being overwhelmed while waiting tables at a restaurant and having a basball fight with lil kids while I was lost in some development....strange shit lol....Im sorry I slept thru my alarms and fuck do I now miss you....send me an sms when u awaken and know you are in my thoughts and heart, now and always, burning as an unquenchable fire deep within my essence...I love you Danyella!!!!