Do I by crushing everything that he is deprive him of a final knowing? Nonsense, Armand. You know what the spirits know, what the angels know. The bastard is going home! To Heaven. To Heaven that would not have you, and might never. In death, he looked most excellent. I sat beside him. I wiped my mouth, not that there was a drop to wipe. Vampires slobber blood only in motion pictures. Even the most mundane immortal is far too skilled to spill a drop. I wiped my mouth because his sweat was on my lips and on my face, and I wanted it to go away. from 'The Vampire Armand' by Anne Rice
Shinigami ga ima umareru -The God of death is born-
You can see her Whenever it rains From Rome to New Orleans Dancing on the graves Burden by the heart She loves her sunglasses after dark And every single day her little life falls apart
She's out to look so macabre and alone She's close to hook on her dying Just like a gothic girl Lost in the darken world Always so dramatic, Christ.
Over mijzelf
Ik ben Michiyo
Ik ben een vrouw en woon in (Hellcity) en mijn beroep is Leurder.
Ik ben geboren op 19/01/1991 en ben nu dus 34 jaar jong.
Mijn hobby's zijn: Headbangen, boeken vreten, mensen porren,....
Gastenboek
Druk op onderstaande knop om een berichtje achter te laten in mijn gastenboek
E-mail mij
Druk op onderstaande knop om mij te e-mailen.
You fall - so I walk away Gone with your children's dreams of pain And the deeper I reach, I fear not the righteous speech Did you ever speak that name? A savaged word in vain Because I know that you have a hunger For cold and black
