Karma = "Watch your thoughts, for they become words. Watch your words, for they become actions. Watch your actions, for they become habits. Watch your habits, for they become character. Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny."
First let me say this, go ahead, add me, stalk me I don’t care, I really don’t mind. If you would like me to return the favor, just say so and I’ll add you in kind.
Go ahead, rate me with a stamp, I totally love seeing how creative people can get. All I ask is PLEASE do not stamp me with a tag that is so big it stretches out my profile. If you rate me based on the inability of your computer causing my page to load slower, expect an in kind rating back from me. Your PC issues are NOT my fault, nor are they my responsibility. No one is going to force me to change my profile to accommodate their lack of a better system.
I rate with a stamp; I paid for the right to do so. Don’t like it? Get over it. If you are one of those people who will come in and rate my profile a one because I rated you with a stamp, again this is a time when I will go back and re-rate you---a one, turnabout is fair play, especially when you are being such a childish ass, I follow VR rules that were set out for all members, not yours. I will however sometimes stop and write something more personal if I see something unique or feel that your efforts are more than outstanding, and I always return the favor of rating you back, just please be patient if it isn’t right away.
I pretty much rate everyone a ten unless it is so bad I just can’t bring myself to do so. Those I find that I can’t rate a ten are those that just say ‘ask me’ and make no attempt of saying anything about themselves. Those who are so negative that it leaves a person feeling like they have just been insulted in the grossest ways, and finally those that have nothing but quizzes and the text is nothing but text speak and misspellings, but even then I try to overlook it as much as I can. I do try to find a happy medium.
I do rate portfolio’s, I rate almost all of them a 10, no exceptions. Why? Because in your portfolio you are sharing your life with us on a more personal basis. I, as many others here on VR have taken a lot of time and effort to build spectacular portfolios and profiles, please note here that I will re-rate a person on their portfolio for down rating mine. I read someone’s little message about how they rate portfolios saying they give an 8 or less for a lot of text or a lot of pictures causing them to have to scroll forever, oh PULEASE, if that's the case, unless the text is those stupid ass quizzes that should be posted to their journals it just simply means that the person cared enough about what they wanted to share with others on this SOCIAL networking site to go that extra mile in making it nice, that alone deserves a freakin 10!
I sincerely apologize to those I cannot rate due to rapidly flashing graphics on your pages: I have a seizure disorder so if you have a background that swirls or is one of those checkerboards or flashes rapidly, I have to quickly back out of your page or risk having a seizure. Please, do not take offense to my non-rate.
Be respectful of me, and I will be respectful of you.
I like reading journals and looking at portfolios, please check out mine as well. I am VERY proud of my family and I also like to post clips I find, jokes, and my writing...so yes, please do check out those two areas as well.
This is my take on kids under the age of 18 being on here…I don’t care for it. I do think this site should be for 18 and over, or at the very least have a separate section for them. HOWEVER, this is NOT my website! This site was created and started by Cancer and he DOES allow them to be on here, so no matter what I or anyone else thinks, it is a moot point. Does that mean that the adults should go around and treat them with disrespect, calling them names, or treating them harshly and telling a “kid” they need to grow up faster than their chronological age, or refusing to talk or lend help to them when they need it? Uhm, NOPE! Try this on for size, how would you want your underage “child” to be treated?
My name is Garnet Doll! Welcome to my little page!
My very good friend Moonkissed dragged me out of my corner where I was happily playing with the dolls. I like to trade their heads and collect their little body parts.
Stated that way you might think me a little warped, but seriously, I restore dolls so trading heads and collecting body parts is something I do in my line of work. Hahaha! Have to appreciate the irony of macabre in all of that! Just think of me as Ruth McCausland from Steven Kings The Tommyknockers!
Some of my dolls!
I’m sort of a girly girl,
I love to laugh and I love people who have a good sense of humor! I love to flirt, so watch out!
However---I am a bit selective with whom I flirt with, and I will not cyber so please don’t ask!
As I said, I am a collector, I also collect anything Betty Boop!
Yeah, I am a cutesy type, that likes pretty things and cuddling, but don’t let my sweet little nature fool ya…I do have a darker side too, but I’ll still probably offer you refreshments…
Ok, more about who I am, and all those things you may or may not care to know, so for those who have those inquiring minds that just has to know…pull up a chair…get that serious intent look that says how rapt ya are---here it is…
I love music! As I visit different profiles here on VR I have enjoyed several people’s selections and cringed at a few others. I grew up in the seventies which is the era of muscle cars and bad ass guitar rifts, it has allowed me, or at least I think so, a healthy appreciation for many styles of music. But my overall favorites are those wonderful golden classics of the 50’s, 60’s and the fabulous 70’s, yeah, even a few of those pesky ole disco tunes will set my little tooties to tappin!
The song on this player titled ‘Objects In The Rear View Mirror’ preformed by Meatloaf is dedicated to Terry---the one boy who held my heart from kindergarten to high school, who was a friend to everyone, the boy we all lost when we were only 17 years old. Who knows how life would have been if one fateful day, a car and a reckless girl on drugs hadn’t come together to take him from this---from my life. Terry is still missed, even after all these years.
I love all kinds of movies from all sorts of genre’s, drama (ohhhhhhhhh no, not more drama!), comedy, (hehehehe), adventure, and horror (but I’m a little like Indiana Jones, no snakes please!) I truly do adore classics! Those old black and white sappy, simple slap stick, long sensuous kisses in the rain, those GORGEOUS 1930’s-1940’s dresses and hairstyles, fake screams, dramatic music cued at those priceless moments…yeah, uh huh, all that sort of stuff!
Movies I like
Hmmm, reading, when I do find the time I just melt into a book. My Grandmother used to say that I was born to travel, but she said I used books like most people use a car or an airplane; I let them take me places! Like my music and movies my taste in reading is rather eclectic as well. You know what they say….Variety is the spice of life!
Books I like
This next slide show proudly provides a glimpse into another very important aspect of my life. I am a submissive/slave to Master True, I am more than honored to be called His.
I was born in Jan. of 1962. I am the baby of the family, with four siblings, one deceased; although by appearances you would only think I had one sibling, my big brother Albert. He is the absolute best! My other brother and my sister do not care to be part of our lives; they are the snobs and money chasers of the family.
I am a small town country girl at heart. I like the quiet days and nights as well as the safe feeling our little village provides, besides, the cemetery here is really old and cool as hell!
Growing up I lived in Columbus Ohio and spent my summers with my Grandmother in a small country town called Mt. Hope WV, where it truly seemed as if Mayberry had come to life. I waited 45 years to be able to move from the city to where I am now, and I have to say it was the best gift I have ever given myself!
My parents were wonderful people; I came along later in their lives and was raised pretty much like an only child, as my brother’s and my sister were much older. To hear us all talk about our parents you would think we were raised in different families. As they grew up Mother and Daddy were always stressed and working, but when I came along they were much more settled, older and laid back. I enjoyed many things with them like camping, and exploring different parts of the country and activities that they never had the time to do when the others were being raised. I miss them both dearly, but I do still talk to them everyday, I like to think they are still with me, still my closest and dearest friends.
I grew up in a home where the Masonic Lodge was ever present.
I was in Job’s Daughter’s and Rainbow Girls
At the age of 18 I was elected Miss Columbus DeMolay Sweetheart.
I was also the dutiful Girl Scout!
I am a wife and mother of 3 plus one I have picked up along the way, their ages are, 25, 22, 18 and 22. I am 48 years old. Divorced and remarried, celebrating eleven years Feb 27th. 2010…I have several hobbies, cooking, flower arranging, doll restoration, amateur photography, reading, traveling when I can with my husband who is a truck driver and also is in the National Guard. I collect, cookbooks, dolls, Betty Boop, penguins, cardinals(bird), Victorian and lady figurines, cookie jars (but they have to be houses and buildings) and scarecrows. I am also a writer of sorts working on my first novel, which happens to be a Vampire story…(I do have and am planning on adding more to my journal, I hope you will take a look at it some time.) I am passionate about several things, such as, stopping child abuse, domestic violence, animal cruelty, finding a cure for breast cancer which took my Mother away in Aug 2008, and finding a cure for Alzheimer’s which greatly contributed to the deaths of my Dad in 2000 and my favorite beloved Aunt in Jan of 2009.
I have many interests and likes, I don't really care to talk a lot about the things I hate or dislike, I find that to be counter productive. Some of my interests and likes can be seen in the different scroll boxes here on my profile. Although I do have one little pet peeve, it's not that big of a deal, but I would like to ask those who rate with a stamp to please not use one so big that it stretches out my profile and make it look all wonky! Thanks!
I love talking to people, being involved with places I belong to, sending out comments to friends, learning everything on just about anything….so drop me a line, say “hi how’s it going?” Get to know me, let me get to know you… Find out what mischief I have gotten myself into and so forth. Oh, and by the way---
Thanks for stopping by today, I hope you’ll visit again, since I’m always trying out new things, creating and adding, so you never know what you might find! Okay, now it's time for me to play dress up for a while. Have fun!
Undone By A Dream
Written By: Garnet Doll
Eyes that watch quietly, unseen
His breath so gentle against her neck
So calmly she waits
Smiling, knowing her dark lover is near
Slowly closing her eyes
Turning her head
A slow seductive dance
To the rhythm of a lovers ballad
Behind her closed eyes she dreams
Delicious visions that start out as a simple kiss
The muted sighs of desire
Sweet harmony within the dream
Becoming undone within a dream of him
Baring her neck
“come to me my love”
Written By: Garnet Doll
There is a primeval beauty that walks at night
Laying in bed watching the sheers upon the window
Sway and move like the delicate languid movements
Of a spiritual ballerina
Is she there? Or is it just the wind?
Can you hear her soft moans?
Does your heart race knowing she is near?
Will you cry out to her,
Begging her to come out of the shadows,
Out of the dreams so you may see and touch her unearthly beauty?
Will her kiss seal your fate?
Will she feed from you and give you that last eternal kiss?
Her eyes are like orbs of fire
Her fangs, razor sharp
She comes closer
Your breath slows
But your heart races
Her bite a mere sting
Your transformation complete
There is a primeval beauty that walks at night.
By The Light Of The Moon~Written by Garnet Doll
He stands alone
Deeply hidden within the shadows
His thirst overtaking his senses
He hears her bare feet upon the floorboards
In the little room above
He closes his eyes
He can see her
She moves with such grace
Her hair long and flowing
Shining in the moonlight from her opened window
How many nights has he waited
To take her
Make her his
Tonight will be their night
A blood red rose clasped within his hands
He moves from the shadows
Into the moonlight
Her movements cease
She knows he is near
Tonight she will be his bride
He has waited so long for her
He wanted her before tonight
But he waited
Waited for the light of the full moon
She opens the door
Invites him in
A soft graceful smile
She smells the rose
Looks deeply into his dark soft eyes
He lifts her into his arms
Tenderly he lays her upon her bed
An almost silent gasp is the only sound she makes
And with a sigh he closes his eyes
Her warm sweet blood satiates his hungry
She is his for eternity
Taken by the light of the moon.
Down By The Sapphire Sea ~By Garnet Doll~
I found a secluded place
Down by the sea
Waves of sapphire blue
That turn to deep black at night
The soft white sand
Warm from the sun
But so cool at night
The sound of my heart racing
Drowned out by crashing waves
Will you come?
I walk along the shoreline
I’ve never felt so alone
Amongst my daydreams
Begging for you to take me away
How I miss you in these darker moments
Waiting not so patiently
Longing for this mortal life to end
My soul yearns for your return
To feel the touch of your lips against mine
Longing to feel your nails raking my skin
As you sink your teeth into my chest
The pain you give is pure pleasure
Take me as yours
Oh How I miss you,
In these dark deafening moments.
Then when I think all is forgotten
You appear in the pale moonlight of night
Dreams, no longer play me.
Just when I need you the most.
You come and take me away
Down by the sapphire sea.
Happily Ever After
Written By: Garnet Doll
The first time I saw him I craved just one touch
His skin,so cool to the touch still tempted my desire
His lips, enticed a kiss as I watched him speak
His piercing eyes enflamed me
I found myself giggling nervously
As his fingers brushed lightly against my neck
My lips tingled as he lightly kissed
Is this how I am supposed to feel?
This helpless longing and uncertainty?
His hands quickly undressing me
My eyes close and I lose myself in the feelings
Until I feel his lips move away from me
As he looks deeply into my eyes
He sees the want, the desire, and hears the silent plea
My lashes blinking in languid beats
Fluttering in the bare stillness
Like crashing waves of love and lust
The smell of blood and silence fills the room
Desire to be taken, made his
Infuses my trembling body
His teeth, razor sharp
The darkness shrouded the sight
But not his touch,
The caresses, his bite
His bite is sweet yet wildly passionate.
Visions of the years he has spent alone
Play out like a slide show behind my closed eyes
I squeeze my eyes tightly.
Then slowly I open them again.
The vision fades like the fog lifting in morning light.
I am awake but dreaming,
Am I the victim of a vivid imagination?
Or has he shown me these things with his mind?
I feel his hands roam my body.
I can sense his yearning and desire.
One more bite rips into my soul.
He drinks and my life melts into his.
I hold on to the ecstasy as it pulls me higher.
I feel the bliss of eternity
Is this my happily ever after?
Captured ~ Written by Garnet Doll
He floats into my room like a languid dream,
His powerful arms encircle me and hold me close.
His kiss is that of passion, deep, biting and eternal,
His tenderness captured my heart,
His savagery my soul,
His touch claimed my body,
His heart won my love.
What magical powers does he hold?
I lie with him in the darkness.
What sleep is here,
Inside these immortal souls?
Like a dream filled night
That was sketched amongst the stars,
We dance our immortal waltz in the moonlight.
Illusion: Written By: Garnet Doll
I have been your prisoner since the day
I was captured by your eyes.
Held within your immortal embrace.
In my dreams I hear you calling my name
What is it about you
That keeps me so mesmerized?
Your eyes tell me
That you want to keep me here forever
But I am unafraid.
Wrapped in this sweet surrender
My soul unravels
I have become your willing prisoner, for I
now hold myself captive to you.
The mortal life I had before you
Was just a mere illusion.
Eternal Walk by Garnet Doll
In a darkened room I waited.
Asleep and unknowing if tonight he would come.
Footsteps outside my window.
Footsteps inside my mind.
Footsteps entering approaching my bed.
I opened my eyes from my slumber
My breath caught at the sight of him
Kneeling on my bed
Pressing his mouth near my ear
Quiet words telling me not to fear.
I have everything and yet nothing to fear.
His strong hands draw an invisible line up along my neck.
Sending shivers down my spine.
Tender kisses on my throat.
Because he loves me.
He takes his time caressing every inch of me.
I savor every stroke.
Knowing this is the last time my breath will ever quicken.
Gasping for air.
Intakes sharp and rapid.
He toys with his prey.
Looking into my eyes.
His eyes are so intense,
He sees I have no fear
Breathing it in.
Enjoying the smell.
He levels his eyes.
My eyes lower.
I accept my fate.
He softly growls in my ear, before I feel his bite.
Playfully biting my neck, my breasts, my thighs.
His cold dark eyes stare into my soul.
Pulling out every memory.
He takes what he has held back for so long to possess.
He takes pride in my blood.
He yearns for the warmth
He has been cold and alone for so long.
He takes his time.
Kissing each wound from each bite.
Enthralled by the taste.
The desires he has vowed to satisfy.
Bringing an end to his cravings,
His aches, his wants and his needs.
Footsteps inside my head.
They are no longer a single sound
Mine joins his now, on this eternal walk.
Our Silken World: Written by Garnet Doll
Darkness surrounds me
Almost like blacken silk
Covering my eyes
My body tensely held against his
His coldness consumes me
This shivering abyss will not mask my willingness
I feel his bite bestowed upon me
Gracing me with a swift knowledge
Of eternal love.
I am not torn apart by rage
As I have given myself freely
Mere food for the lust of my savage lover
Our bodies in a tangle,
Capturing this moment,
And holding it forever,
Flying like a bird,
And falling back to earth like a feather.
Satin skin and candle light,
Shrouded by his desires
A simple ecstasy for me
Soaring through time and eternity,
His lips upon my skin,
We were made for this,
All we have now is this night.
Trapped in this silky darkness
In a world all our own.
Our beautiful immortal world.
Written By: Garnet Doll
Quivering, I stood waiting for him to arrive
Eyes closed, skin bare,
Straining to hear his feather light footsteps in the hall
I close my eyes to remember back
Back to the first time he ever kissed my lips
Oh, that long ago day
When I decided to surrender my will to his
I still can recall
His cold breath that touched my face
His icy hands that were as delicate
As the finest lace
His dark eyes that shone the wildness
Of his restless soul
My bare shoulders
That he kissed so delicately
I remember opening my eyes
Watching his every move
I can still feel my beating heart
As it raced, longing for him
And his immortal touch
Will he return tonight?
Finish what was started?
Take me into his life
Letting me fill his lonely nights
Now I open my eyes because I feel him here
Yes, my dark immortal lover has finally returned
His eyes shine like that first night
I smile as I silently plea
Sense my trust in you
Inhale my scent
Come my love
Taste my blood
Take my mortal life
I wish only to be with you
Living forever in the night
Just as I had given, he has accepted
My pulse quickens now, this last time,
No words are needed here
Knowing I will remain silent
Save for maybe a small gasp of ecstasy
Pleasure wells inside my heart
I feel his hand, his breath,
As I did that night so long ago
I hear his mind whispering to me
I am his treasure, he says
I watch as his hands caress
His eyes shining with love
His teeth as they gently sink into flesh
Yes, I whisper, drink, my love, drink
I belong to you,
Let me quiver like this, forever.
I've been told about the biting here, and I understand how for some people it is a way to say hello, but please just say hi and don't bite, that hurts!
With this pentagram I do lay
Protection here both night and day.
And to the one who should not touch
Let the fingers burn and twitch.
I now invoke the Law of Three:
This is my will, so mote it be!
Graphics I like
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