Welcome to my little part of the rave, I hope you enjoy your stay here.
~~~~~~~~The basic facts~~~~~~~~~~~~
Name: lolli
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: gay
despite occasional bouts of depression, I am for the most part fairly happy and i try to keep an open mind about everything....
i am submissive - if you want to learn more about this and what it really means to be owned by someone then please feel free to message me with any questions...i'm more than happy to answer them
i have recently been claimed by a new Mistress whom i love and adore
~~~~~~~~Likes~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Music: HIM, Apocolyptica, Rammstein, My Dying Bride, Dreamtheatre, Evanescence, Yngwie Malmsteen, Frank Sinatra, Ray Charles, Mozart, Beethoven, Ill nino, Finger Eleven, Cold, Lost Soul.....too many to mention, mostly heavy rock, jazz and classical music...
Food: Pasta, chocolate (ofcourse), icecream, eggplant, avocado, lamb.....though not all together....
Hobbies: writting, drawing, observing people....to name a few
~~~~~~~~dislikes~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
in people: people who are shallow, people who lie about who they are, people who hurt others for no reason, people who feel a need to label others.
in music: i try to give everything a shot, but i cannot listen to pop or rap
in general: airline food, flouresent lights, having problems spelling words that i use alot...
~~~~~~~some info about this pro~~~~~~~
*If you want to know anything else just ask...I will make an attemp to answer any questions.
*most quizzes are in my journal under "personal"
*poetry is also in there
*I have one short story in there which is one of the best i've written so far
*In "potions" you will find an effective recipe for fake blood
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Although my profile appears simple the intricacies of my mind and heart are expressed through my writting, here is an excerpt of a story which can be found in my journal....
Gently I push open the door. It falls to the floor and dust sprays delicately out from under it. My eyes take a moment to adjust. In the centre of the room stands a creature such as I have never seen. A female, much like a human stands before me. She has wings, and although the feathers are dirtied by dry mud and blood, she is beautiful to me.
~~~~~~~a poem to leave you with~~~~~~~
In the cool night it glistens,
The blade so cool and calm,
As steadily it hovers,
Over the scar-marked arm,
Slowly it advances,
Toward the naked flesh,
To end a life of misery,
To save this nervous wreck,
They'll never know they did it,
They may not even care,
About her slow and taunting pain,
They never knew was there,
They slowly wore away,
Her spirit for this life,
Instead they replaced it,
With endless torment and strife,
They threw the sticks,
And threw the stones,
And as their mothers warned,
Each would break her bones,
But they never warned of words,
Which stung just so much more,
Never cried the warning,
That left her so unsure
Now the tale ever clearer,
It's swimming in her head,
As the blade cuts ever deeper,
She lays down on her bed,
In the morning they found her,
Her body too pale and cold,
And at the funeral they remembered her,
But the storie's left untold,
They still don't know why she did it,
This once bright and happy girl,
Don't know why she felt the need,
To leave this dark cruel world
written by me
~~~~~~~~~~~so long, and farewell~~~~~
