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Journal Entry: Thu May 22, 2008, 6:32 PM
  • Mood: Lonely
  • Listening to: TOOL
  • Reading: Pandora The Vampire
  • Drinking: Blood
If you get more than 30, i strongly recommend some counselling
If you get more than 20, you're paranoid.
If you get 10-20, you are normal.
If you get 10 or less, you're fearless.
People who don't have any are liars.


i fear . . .


[ ] the dark
[x] staying single forever
[ ] being a parent
[XXX] giving birth
[ ] being myself in front of others
[ ] open spaces
[ ] closed spaces
[ ] heights
[ ] dogs
[ ] birds
[ ] fish
[x] spiders
[ ] flowers or other plants

Total so far: 3

[ ] being touched
[ ] fire
[ ] deep water
[ ] snakes
[ ] silk
[X] the ocean
[ ] failure
[ ] success
[ ] thunder/lightning
[ ] frogs/toads
[ ] my boyfriends/girlfriends dad
[ ] boyfriends/girlfriends mom
[ ] rats
[ ] jumping from high places
[ ] snow

Total so far: 4

[ ] rain
[ ] wind
[ ] crossing hanging bridges
[ ] death
[ ] heaven
[ ] being robbed
[ ] falling
[ ] clowns
[ ] dolls
[ ] large crowds of people
[ ] men
[ ] women
[ ] having great responsibilities
[ ] doctors, including dentists
[ ] tornadoes

Total so far: 4

[ ] hurricanes
[ ] incurable diseases
[ ] sharks
[ ] Friday the 13th
[ ] ghosts
[ ] poverty
[ ] Halloween
[ ] school
[ ] trains
[ ] odd numbers
[ ] even numbers
[ ] being alone
[x] becoming blind
[x] becoming deaf
[ ] growing up

Total so far: 6

[ ] creepy noises in the night
[ ] bee stings
[ ] not accomplishing my dreams/goals
[ ] needles
[ ] blood
[ ] dinosaurs
[ ] the welcome mat
[ ] high speed
[ ] throwing up
[ ] falling in love

Total: 6

I don't feel like taggin anybody >.<

The Snake-Eyed and the Venomous

Journal Entry: Sun Apr 20, 2008, 3:38 PM
  • Mood: Bliss
  • Listening to: Cradle of Filth
  • Reading: Pandora The Vampire
  • Drinking: Blood
It's not without hate to crawl flat in the filth
As other less basilisks fly
And brothers are clasped to the breasts of a sylph
As their royal loves slither to die
So shedding dead skin, working true clours loose
Renewing the red in their eyes
They coil like sin within thinning excuse
Cold-blooded to sharpen the lies

Uncivil serpents, race decievers
Disfigureheads varnished with fevers
Snake-house creepers in our dreams
Of Eden, flee before we mean
To throw the worms out with the waters
Rife with hated spawn
And set a sword to whirl and slaughter
All vipers at the gates of dawn

Teen Angst

Journal Entry: Wed Mar 26, 2008, 6:30 PM
  • Mood: Suffering
  • Listening to: From First To Last
  • Reading: Pandora The Vampire
  • Drinking: Blood
It's amazing what you'll find when you just open you eyes
Sometimes love can leave you blind
But still you try to cover the lies
And ignore all the signs
Sometimes love can leave you blind
What i thought was a certainty
Has left spinning in crcles again
Comparing to the last time we had spoke
It seems to me that you're not happy, like you used to be
To you i'm like a flavor that wouldnt last
You took one bite and spat me out real fast
And now this mark remains, it will never ever go away

Suck the Blood Right Out of My Heart

Journal Entry: Tue Mar 18, 2008, 3:39 PM
  • Mood: Yearning
  • Listening to: HIM-Dead Lover's Lane
  • Reading: Vittorio the Vampire
  • Drinking: Blood
Despair has a face and all these wounds remain unhealed
Bless the killed and enslaved are all the hearts around loves will
Thrilled to start over again
Crawl down dead lover's lane
The maze of memories stained
And suck the blood right out of my heart
Scream out love's name in vain
Erase the pain again
And lose your self alone in the dark
On dead lover's lane
Fear has a name written on unhallowed ground with dead leaves
Those words never fail to feed the hunger that dreams
Our needs beyond God's grasp

Bored.

Journal Entry: Sun Feb 24, 2008, 2:27 PM
  • Mood: Yearning
  • Listening to: Celtic Frost
  • Reading: Blood and Gold
  • Drinking: Blood
My blackened heart is a writhing mass of poisonous snakes.
Grotesquely slithering as I slowly shed my dying skin.