This is funny to be writing this here. But last night I got off the shift at my bar and made my way home. Just an average night sitting at home smoking my pipe taking in an episode of my favorite anime. When suddenly I heard a tapping as of someone gently wrapping wrapping at my cell phones tone.
Startled from my smoking I rose and gazed at the message. As from my meditaion somewhat raged I read.
hahahahahahahahahahaha
Screw the prose.
Last night my ex tried to get me to give here and here new BF a ride. They were stuck in the next town over. This text came round midnight. I had been home for a moment and she sends me a light hearted and playful message about what she was doing. Kinda trying to trick me into coming out there to get here and her douche-bag boyfriend.
This asshole was the guy she left me for. And now you're telling me He can't call a friend of his own to get you both out of trouble. I mean what kind of social outcasts don't have that one friend to bail them out in a tight jam.
I mean I know I am a loser but I have friends. Good ones. I would do anything for them, my friends mean alot to me.
But you fucking break my heart and I think that pretty much null and voids your status from great friend to passing aquaintance.
You don't get to text me in the middle of the night asking for a ride for you and your a-hole bf.
So I pretty much ignored the rest of the conversation. And today I was feeling a little guilty. But the more I think about it the more I think I was fucking right.
That just stuck me as funny and I had to voice this.
This is the start of my work work week. I'm tired of caring and I'm tired of being. I'm not giving up I'm just starved for the blood. I am rather unbecoming when I have not fed.
And I do miss.................................
...........her.
I the past few few days. Amidst all of my travels in the night. As I have come to know alot of people who I have come to realize that most of us born unto darkness relish our solitude.
Satisfied to just maintain our anonymity online making small talk and finding others of our own liking. I find that I truly enjoy the dark alone. I am stronger alone than in the company of others. And that I have found the lost strength I once possessed in my solitude.
In remembering this about me. I am one of the damned. And as one of our many idols has said. "What do the damned freely have to say to the damned."
I now strive to find that long lost cold and comforting dark. Under the stars. Somewhere. I am and will be sitting. Smoking my cigar. Sipping my drink. And loving the night as if she were mine and mine alone.
I have just gotten done shutting down my bar and am feeling rather strange. It is like there is something hanging in the air.
Maybe a presence that demands to be recognized I do not know. But I am just getting over a wicked cold that had me out for the past three days. I do apologize for not keeping up with my leveling up here. But I have been trying to deal with my normal life and the normal job.
However I do miss the darkness. And the night.
Hello there. I have come here at the bid of my good friend. I plan to write as often a possible here. most likely to rant about the happenings here at my bar. Or my night in general.
But here I am.
Be gentle it's my first time.
COMMENTS
don't worry we won't lol.... muah!
welcome to the rave, your friend in the darkness - Kaine
Welcome to Vampire Rave.
honest
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LordRazr
06:26 Aug 19 2010
I must admit this is funny because i would of done the same thing you did..... lol
xgothicxvampirexaya
06:43 Aug 19 2010
nice
PandorasBx
06:57 Aug 19 2010
Uhmmmm yeah, you were right, thats BS.