LunaMoonbeam's Profile at Vampire Rave.

I like chocolate and oil colours and vampires, I am an insane goth girl who bathes in fountains and barks at the moon. Nice to meet you too!

Ok, to get a bit more serious...
I'm 19 years old and live in Sweden. I do like oil colours, as a matter of fact, I like everything that you can draw or paint with.

I have bathed in a fountain, I was completely sober and it wasn't even night. It's the kind of crazy thing I like to do.

Writing is another hobby of mine and I love feedback, I live for it. I might post some of my writings here, this place seems so nice :)

Before you talk to me, a few warnings: I have a tendecy to say weird things sometimes, I shamelessly enjoy yaoi manga (japanese comics about boyxboy love), I really am a bit of a vampire freak and I am a feminist (NOT man hater, ok?). This does not mean I bite. Much.

Two million miles down the PCH
And now he's gone
I slashed his tires, I bled his brakes
It had to be done
Their hand-job lies were just too cruel
Yeah mercy was done
We drowned them all in their swimming pools
Run away, run away, run away, year
-Courtney Love

I love rain and thunder, it's my favourite wether, I think. When the rain pours down heavily in the summer you can often find me outside, barfoot with just a skirt and a top. I dance or take walks untill I'm soaking wet.

I've been in love with the Vampire Chronicles since I was 15 and Lestat is my absolute favourite vampire and my "imaginary friend". You know how some people have imaginary friends following them around, sitting on their shoulders and commentining everything? Lestat was the one who did that mostly, among a few others from different books.

I hear your soul a-calling,
Like a screaming angel falling
I’ll kiss you, I’ll damn you,
As a fool for love I’ll have you.
Inkubus Sukkubus

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Roses really are my favourite flowers, it's like an obsession or something. A tip to any hot boy or girl: give me a huge boquet of red roses and I'm yours!

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For as long as I can remember, I've had panic anxiety attacks.

This means I sometimes get a panic that makes me feel as if I can't breath and I'll die in two seconds if I don't do something. When I was around fourteen, I started to scratch myself with my nails in pure panic just to distract myself. It was light at first but grew worse. You wouldn't believe how much damage nails can do.

Around the age of fourteen, I got more and more down. It was worse than your avarage teenage depression (even though those can be bad enough). My grades dropped and I started cutting because it calmed me down and occasionally, I felt like I deserved it for being worthless. The panic anxiety attacks got worse and I wouldn't tell anyone because it made me feel too vulnerable. The thought of talking to a psychologist made me sick, litterally, because I didn't want to show my weakness to someone I did not know.

Finally, when I was around sixteen, I told my mother and I got help, which I hated at first. Her worry sickened me for some reason. I'm still on antidepressive medication but I no longer cut. I have started talking to a psychologist after all, even though it's difficult. I realise now that it's the only way for me to get better.

One thing I absolutely hate is when people claim that someone is just an "emo" and that they're just cutting for attention. Even if that is the case, there is still something very wrong if you need attention so bad that you have to hurt yourself to get it.

I'm bisexual. If you can't handle that fact, go away.

I want someone to be my dark vampire friend. Will you be?

The Luna soundtrack

Girl loves dead boys
T-Rex
Judas Priest
Rammstein
AC/DC
Clawfinger
Twisted Sister
Sonata Arctica
Courtney Love
Theatres des vampires
Type O Negative
Guns N Roses
Queen
Lunachicks
Green Day
Lisa Gerrard
Bitch
Hedningarna
Midnight Syndicate
Oferia
Zombina & the skeletones
Avatar
Within temptation
W.a.s.p.
Lex Maria
Cradle of Filth
Girlschool
Wolf
Moonspell
Iron maiden
Sirenia
HIM
Nightwish
Alice Cooper
Ozzy Osbourne
Inkubus sukkubus
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Hammerfall
Enya
Marilyn Manson
My dying bride
POD
Kiss
Army of lovers
Enigma
Linkin park
Evanescence
Metallica
Nanne
The Queen of the Damned sondtrack
Gregorian
Mozart
The Primal Rock CD

I'm a wiccan since about three years but I never really have time to do any ceremonies or magic, plus, I don't know any other wiccans :( Still, I love it when I do have time to meditate and maybe light a candle or two. I would love to talk to other wiccans so feel free to message me.

I love my mother the moon and I miss her when I can't see her in the sky. I usually howl or scream at the moon, that is why my friends started calling me Luna.

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Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle, and loot,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Maraud and embezzle, and even high-jack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We kindle and char, inflame and ignite,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We burn up the city, we're really a fright,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.

We're rascals, scoundrels, villans, and knaves,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.

Luna's shameless list of what she wants

A computer that never gets viruses
Corsettes that fit
A wiccan friend or two
More tatoos
At least six pairs of high heeled shoes
A motorcycle
Free subscribtion to Gothic Beauty
All the How To Draw Manga books
Chocolate
To be thinner
A floor length black skirt
My own house
All the CDs I can carry and more
A Cd player that works
To have thicker hair
A gothic lace choker
A huge bathroom with a big tub
Johny Depp
A piercing in my lip
A camera battery that never dies
Vampire fangs
A black cloak
A Jolly Roger flag
To quit my meds
Appreciation
A job as a photographer or a painter or both
Sex
A pedicure
Inspiration
Money and someone to go to Burning Man with
A book about Tarot cards
A book about massage

Remember youth as you pass by
What you are now - so once was I
What I am now soon you will be
Prepare to die and follow me

The Tyger

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, and what art.
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? And what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

William Blake

Pickup Lines for Psychopaths

Hey, that dress looks really good on you. It would look even better
crumpled up on the floor of the morgue covered in bloodstains.

Baby, your daddy must have been a thief because he stole my magic box
and I KNOW YOU HAVE IT! GIVE IT BACK TO ME NOW!

Is that a mirror in your pocket? Why? Are you trying to steal my soul?

I'm joining the priesthood tomorrow, care to be one of my disciples?
You'd look good with a shaved head.

I've got the body of a Chippendale. . . its buried in a garbage bag
under my floorboards.

Excuse me, do you give head to strangers? No? So I'd have to introduce
myself before decapitating you?

I was sitting there holding my chainsaw and I realized that I'd rather
be holding you.

I'd like to eat you with fava beans and a nice chianti .

That dress is very becoming on you. I know if I were that dress I'd be
beating your head in with a meat tenderizer.

I was sitting there peeling the label off my beer bottle and I realised
that I'd rather be peeling off your skin.

How about you sit on my lap and we talk about the first thing that the
voices in my head come up with?

Are you a moaner or a screamer? Or do you just gurgle?

Is your hat lined with tin foil? Because my mind control beams just
don't seem to be working on you.

You've stolen my heart, but that's OK because I have three more in my
freezer at home.

Baby, your daddy must've been a fireman because when I look at you I suddenly lose the urge to burn down this building.

What's a nice girl like you doing in an unlit alley like this?

If I said you had a nice body would you let me chop it into little pieces and keep it in my freezer?

Pictures that I like or that I feel symbolise me

Here I go, again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone...

-Whitesnake

Please read and comment on the novels and poems in my journal! Feedback really means a lot to me!

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