Dark Romance Writer. Looking for someone to teach me the definition of true love.
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Anime. Manga. Cosplay. Dressed in lolita or visual Kei, I smile may way threw the crowd as other stare at the imported confusion of my clothing. Not caring what they think as long as I know it looks good. I favor black, red, pink, and purple and want to be able to learn how to make my own clothing. I am a long time cosplayer at Otakon in Baltimore Maryland and am always looking for people to meet there and cosplay with. My past in love has been as painful as a bladed *****. Not the best and quite pained ever since a little tramp took my heart and made a promise that she would be my death. Even now, I find that as coming true as my heart dwintles on a thread, looking for a reason for rejuvenation.
Looking for someone soft and kind to hold me since it had only been so long. Someone real. I enjoy hurt and comfort and I love holding others to help them move on and I find myself able to give others a reason. I love the darker soul. Someone silent and strong, but sadistic in his mind. I adore the looks of a beautiful boy and the skinny male punk type. It MAY be selfish, but I love skinny beautiful men who have style.
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This is my life, don't you see
Pure jealousy has taken over me
My wings clipped and my neck broken
The demon inside of me has awoken
You left me heart and soul for the last time
Your words spoken as I caused the true crime
My body dies down and the cold breaks me down
Once upon my head, now on the ground a shattered crown
My lungs seize to take in more air
But i tell myself... he doesn't care...
I take my last breath and close my eyes
My heart says goodbye to the mournful cries
They all stand around and look down at me there
Some say I deserved it, some say is was unfair
An untimely death was one I was destined to behold
But this death was certainly... the most utterly cold
Hand placed upon my chest and my body dressed all in black
The memories of my in their hearts begin to lack
Lowered below the ground my body is taken
Never again for the butterfly to awaken
