| one in a series of thirteen. enjoy. |


Kiss The Boys..."come play with me," the young one said a twinkle in her eye, and i said,"sure, i'll play tonight" but didn't know i'd die.Kiss The Boys...
she kissed my cheek and hugged me tight and took me by the hand then led me back beyond the gate where pavement turned to sand.
her silver coin and wicked smile sparked curiosity though 'twas her fangs - that vampire!- that were the end of me.


Morning Bus RideDanny Piados was sitting in front of me on the bus when it happened. Craziest thing, too, but then again, no one ever cares to hear about the ordinary, day-to-day activities that are constantly taken for granted yet are essential to normalize life as we know it. Anyways, the bus stops at the bus stop near the old convienience store that only a handfull of people ever go to - mostly old fuddy-duddies who have been shopping there for years and see no reason to stop - and the doors open to let someone on. This little old lady with a hair net and a cane gets on the bus with the help of a man who was sitting up front. She pays the busMorning Bus Ride


St. Peter's Cemetarystanding on the brink of forever a drop away from eternity steps away from death. this is what i wanted. this is what i planned. this is -was- my dream.St. Peter's Cemetary
the sun has set. my time has come. but i'm not ready. not yet. i can't be... just one more day. one more sunrise. please


Over the River and Through...out of the casket and through the swamp to grandmummy's tomb we go! the hearse knows the way to carry me safe through lost and fallen skulls!Over the River and Through...
out of the casket and through the swamp watch out, the trees are low! i lost my hood back when the hearse lost track of the paven road!
out of the casket and through the swamp the wolf's scared of me now! i bit of his head and left him for dead 'cause he ate me long ago!
out of the casket and through the swamp now grandmummy's wraps i spy! look out, here we c
| name: Phantom or *insert nickname here* hair: brown eyes: brown height: hahahahahahahahaha!!! weight: less than 100 lbs (with clothes on) born: may4, year unknown other: -eats teddybears, black licorice, and the occasional puppy -drinks blood and brain smoothies -has a stuffed monkey named Mister Bloodybones & panther (seen on bed) named velvet -never cleans desk -loves to write, read, and poke vampires -hates doing dishes, kitchen ants, and sunlight in eyes ***warning: do not give glitter, take off sunglasses, or not hug. does bite. |
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"what do we want?"
"BRAAINS!"
"When do we want them?"
"BRAAINS!"
*facepalm*
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"Cause I'm broken when I'm open,
And I don't feel like I'm strong enough,
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome,
And I don't feel right when you're gone away."
Broken~Seether
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"what do we want?"
"BRAAINS!"
"When do we want them?"
"BRAAINS!"
*facepalm*
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"what do we want?"
"BRAAINS!"
"When do we want them?"
"BRAAINS!"
*facepalm*
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(^^) "a good friend would bail you out of jail but a true friend would be sitting next to you in the jail cell saying damn that was fun"
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You're Mr thick thick thickety thickface from thicktown thickania. And so's ya' dad. ~ The Doctor
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