Good morning People,
It is about nine am and I am sitting here at work. No customers so there is nothing for me to really do. Once again my mind is on the immortal vampire race. I have no idea why I keep thinking about them. Its like every part of them is something I wish to be or have. Its rather annoying. As if I wasn't a big enough freak with the empathy thing then I go and add this to it. Ever since I was little I have loved vampires. My room has vampire memorablila and collections every where. It drives everyone nuts. I mean if a kindred came up to me and offered the dark gift I would not hesitate to accept it. I have yet to figure out why I am so attracted but indeed it might be the "death" of me someday{yes, pun intended}. Not that I would mind persay. I have watched Queen of the Damned so many times I could quite literally turn off the volume and say the lines myself. Pretty sad huh? I know it is. Well I guess thats all for now. Well met and well part. Take care, stay well, and carpe noctem to all.
During the beginning of my life I never really found my place. I am eighteen years old and I still feel that way. In a place among misfits I seem to remain standing out. I guess what I really want is to be loved for my dark side and everything that makes me ...well me. I have been made fun of for my beliefs in vampirism and the immortals themselves. Yet, I still feel like I am meant for something more then what I am. I have been to see many who have the gift of "sight" and they all tell me the same things. I am not a copy. I am an original person and that is why I have not been able to find the person who I am supposed to end up with. I assume that in time I will find that vampire out there who finds I just might be worth the double take. After all, you should never judge a book by its cover.
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