11:17am 26/10/2005
  Held To the Heavens  
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YAY! A holiday!   
01:28pm 20/04/2005
 
mood: crazy
Happy 4:20!		  
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It's been a long few months.   
03:54pm 16/04/2005
 
mood: cynical
Followers have come and gone. A ruckus between the then new girl Payne, and MaryJane developed, carrying itself all through Necropolis. How tiresome.

In the end, everyone got out with there skins on.

Payne then left, and I sent Melissa to go search for her. last I heared, they''re on there way back.

...I still miss Sistersara.		  
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Nummy   
11:27am 15/11/2004
 
mood: satisfied
music: Type O Negative - Christian Woman (Corpus Christe)
Yes. Sushi for lunch, compleate with eel, and chocolate mousse dessert. Sometimes I wonder why I don't gain weight. Then I shoot up a tubeful of morphine, giggle, and forget what I was thinking about in the first place, of course. Heh.

My mind has been going in overdrive, and I still remember old situations. Some of which I miss. neh- can't change anything.

I need to have a lunch meeting with Sistersara. There's something I wish to discuss with her.

Maryjane recruited. How quaint. He's living with a little halloween-haircoloured boy. Again.

Melissa has adopted the last name of "From", an adaption of "Fromme", that being Lenette 'Squeaky' Fromme's name. Squeaky being Charles Manson's liutenant and argueably his most devoted (and insane) follower.

Melissa also has a habit of comming and going as she pleases, no one really knowing where she came from and is going to. Hense "From".

I find it ludicresly clever; She's always been an intelligent girl.		  
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Another recruit?   
10:36am 09/11/2004
  I'm being stalked, and they apparently have discovered Small fragment remembered.  
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"It"   
09:26am 02/11/2004
 
mood: predatory
music: Nick Cave - Ballad of Robert Moore & Betty Coltrain
It's under my fucking skin, swimming around in my constricted, drying out viens. It makes me hard and confused.

It's the first thing on my mind when I wake, and it infects my dreams. It's a drug..a sickness, forever whetting my appetite. I starve for it, crave it.

God Damnit.		  
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04:21pm 01/11/2004
 
mood: calm
( The cuts don't exist. )		  
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Halloween   
09:17am 01/11/2004
 
mood: creative
music: Type O Negative - Love you To Death
Well, we here in Necropolis had the annual Halloween/Hallow's Eve/Day of the Dead/what-have-you celebration. It was nice.

MaryJane arrived ...Dressed as your truely, he got beaten sevearly by the crowd. After a bit of their justice, I dispersed them and sent Janie to Necropolis' official Psychiatrist:Psychoprattle.

Psychoprattle is a very good listener and confedant.

'Prat had informed me that MaryJane has a deathwish. He's greiving for lost love and is in pain. He wishes to end it, but is too cowardly to do it himself. It is his hope that someone here will do it for him.

Heh.

So the boy craves death, and I wouldn't be myself if I let him go without punishment for leaving in the first place...

I do believe denying death to one who wants it most is a fitting torture.

In other news- I found a gypsy. I promised him eyes with which to see once again...but what should I request for payment?

What, indeed?		  
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Changes...   
01:21pm 28/10/2004
 
mood: good
( Billion Doller Babies. )

Chiron and Styx- dollars and cents.

Necropolis-centric currency. No outside currency will be accepted.		  
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Autumn Cleaning.   
08:54am 07/10/2004
 
mood: satisfied
music: Within Temptation - Dark Wings
I had a select few people slain. Oh, it was no big deal, they were but clutter. I was inspired to do this when I realized that my circle of confidantes was really more like a cut and freyed rope, dangleing uselessly in a breeze. I wanted the tight knit feeling once again, and so, I tired up the loose ends.

I've also heared tell of an intriguing incubus that I, in my bordom, must track down.

Someone new has entered my midst. A man by the name of Arsenic. He seems to have some sort of juvanile, boyhood crush on me. It's 'cute', in a way, and I don't deny he's interesting. A new pet to mold, maybe.

It has been quiet around here for the most part, save for a visitation by [info]shadesovgrey.

Actually, I reneg on that. I opened the church door to have MaryJane fall into my arms, strung out and listless. My golden boy is back, and I am pleased. And should he leave me again, he will regreat it sevearly. No, if only I can somehow re-obtain my lovely Panacea...

I do believe I shall look for Somnia.		  
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I'm pondering again...   
09:12am 30/09/2004
 
mood: contemplative
If love is the supression of ones own ego for the other's, then how does anything get done?

Person A wants this, but person B wants that, but neither go for it because of ego surpression. And if people are truely in love, then by the ego-logic, there should be no selfishness and no give-and-take.

If Person A always allows things person B's way then how can A possible be happy? That much sacrifice is bound to get to a person.

Thus, love is stupid.		  
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Earn your Red Wings..   
10:07pm 19/09/2004
 
mood: confused
Crap.

Things are slowly seeping into my thin frame.

Stupid, fucking hypochrite, NecroRaver!		  
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Happy Birthday to Me!   
06:14pm 13/09/2004
 
mood: high
It was my birthday on the 6th. I'm just comin' down now.
Hee!		  
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So Depraved...   
01:40pm 22/08/2004
 
mood: pleased
music: Alice Cooper - Sister Sara (On loop)
[info]sister_sara and I share A Religous Experiance		  
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It has been a while...   
07:14pm 19/08/2004
 
mood: contemplative
It has been six hours since SK replied to Q's journal. This fact serve as a timeframe.

In Necropolis- it is now 7:12pm Thurdsay night.

Come Saturday night for certain, I am free until well into Sunday.

Something's been...maranateing in my imagination and it won't leave me be.

Come to me and my church this weekend, Sara.

I need to see you again.

...Please...		  
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Thanks to a fellow fan   
06:04pm 07/08/2004
  A kiss

I would have paid to see that.		  
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Fuck I am bored....   
06:22pm 05/07/2004
 
mood: sleepy
music: Type O Negative - Love you to Death
( really long fuckin' quiz )		  
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If I were...   
01:09pm 13/04/2004
  1. If I were a month, I'd be: September
2. If I were a day of the week, I'd be: Friday
3. If I were a time of day, I'd be: midnight
4. If I were a planet, I'd be: Mars. War.
5. If I were a sea animal, I'd be: Eel
6. If I were a direction, I'd be: West
7. If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be: Table
8. If I were a sin, I'd be: Lust or Greed
9. If I were a historical figure, I'd be: Jack the ripper!
10. If I were a liquid, I'd be: Jizz
11. If I were a tree, I'd be: A hanging tree
12. If I were a bird, I'd be: Vulture
13. If I were a flower, I'd be: thorny..or a weed
14. If I were a kind of weather, I'd be: Downpour
15. If I were a mythical creature, I'd be: Vampire I suppose. Or an Incubus
16. If I were a musical instrument, I'd be: Microphone.
17. If I were an animal, I'd be: I re-itterate. Vulture
18. If I were a color, I'd be: Black. Oh, so black.
19. If I were an emotion, I'd be: Hate.
20. If I were a vegetable, I'd be: rotten and poison. Or, a pickle.
21. If I were a sound, I'd be: microphone feedback.
22. If I were an element, I'd be: Wind.
23. If I were a car, I'd be: Something with power.
24. If I were a song, I'd be: Loverman
25. If I were a movie, I'd be: Violent and NC 17 rated.
26. If I were a food, I'd be: Poison. or Flesh
27. If I were a place, I'd be: six feet under
28. If I were a material, I'd be: Leather
29. If I were a taste, I'd be: bitter
30. If I were a scent, I'd be: acrid
31. If I were a religion, I'd be: Satanism
32. If I were a word, I'd be: Cockfucker
33. If I were an object, I'd be: a cane. or a gun
34. If I were a body part, I'd be: A ribcage
35. If I were a facial expression, I'd be: an evil, vial smirk.
36. If I were a part of a house, I'd be: The entry door
37. If I were a subject in school, I'd be: Sex ed
38. If I were a cartoon character, I'd be: Mr. Burns
39. If I were a shape, I'd be: flat
40. If I were a number, I'd be: 6		  
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Meloncholey and the Infanite Sadess...   
08:38pm 29/03/2004
 
mood: creative
I met a young lady today, and became highly intrigued. She was covvered in scars and cuts and injuries all self infliced. Ever her brests were missing, severed off. She was a living Ed Gein victem.

Very nice.

She was lonesome and sullen, and so I pulled my knight in midnight armor tactic...
( Because it's Hot )		  
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So wrong...but funny.   
09:57am 26/02/2004
 
mood: amused
  
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