my new boy friend is a bit of a gerk
he pushes you to do thing you dont want to and i say NO but i love him so to the end of my deid deid soal
my life of a vampiare is full of blood
my life of a vampiare is hard to love
my life of a vampiare is for the farm for me to love and to cherish to be haunted
my life will perish twis but me as a vampiare is to love and to kill moor than twise
but moor than that to find the perfect kiss to never forget one once in my life
i love climcing tall tall trees in the dark were no one can see me were im alone and thersty for moor runing and runing and drinking and drinking but diats are good havenot hade blood in 1 week so i waght till i get rely thersty and people drop dead and now one nows were thay are cant waght till my next feed
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