Damion

Buried at PhotoCasketThis is the new profile. I wanted to update my page a bit, so here it is. I suppose I am gothic… That is, at least, how I am most often described. In fact I can not easily be categorized. I am a dark, deranged, out of shape, overweight, cynical, intelligent, manic depressive with homicidal and suicidal tendencies. I dress in mostly black to keep most people at bay. I figure the ones who do not get warded off by my appearance might be worth a bit of my time.
Buried at PhotoCasketIf I am not working than I am generally with My Ragdoll: Christina. We get along so well and generally get each other with little effort. We clicked as soon as we met and became instant best friends. It is that friendship that I cherish and revel in each day.
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Buried at PhotoCasketI love to paint and draw, though I am not great at either one. Most of my art is abstract. It tends to be dark and brooding. I paint with oils mostly, but love to use watercolors, acrylics and even some spray paints. I love photography as well. I love to use black & white or sepia to bring out the subtle beauty of mundane things. It helps, however if I have beautiful subjects to shoot in the first place. I read a lot, but nowadays it’s mostly comics and graphic novels. From time to time I do still read something of a bit more substance. What I do mostly is write. I love the feel of a pen in my hand. I have a severe fetish for fountain pens. I love dip pens and ink also. Something about the scratch of the pen nib against the paper excites me so. Mostly I write poems and short stories. I am trying to quite my mind enough to write a novel or two. That might still be sometime off though. My poems are varied in subject: anything from love to death. My short stories tend to have a theme of darkness, with dark characters and dark doing, but they do generally have a happy ending…
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Buried at PhotoCasketNow I suppose I will say a bit about my life…I was born in Birmingham, England. I was sent to boarding school there when I was five. My biological parents both passed before I was two, so I was raised as a ward until family could be found. I was adopted by an American family who decided it would be best for me to be left where I was to attend school. At ten I was sent to live and attend another boarding school in London, England. I was there until I was almost fifteen when I came to live in the states. I left my adoptive parents home at sixteen and ventured off to try my hand at the music business. That failed miserably and so I went in to road crewing: working for bands like Motley Crue, Iron Maiden and DIO. Though I did not finish high school, I did go to university. I went to UCLA and received a bachelor’s degree psychology and masters in philosophy. I have moved around a lot and tried to experience all that I can. I have lived in California, Arizona, New Mexico, New York and all over New England. Right now in my life I am just working and trying to have as much fun as I can. That tends to be difficult due to the fact that I am manic depressive. I have a tendency to due myself an injury now and then. I sort of wander off in my mind and can not find my way back. I have been known to cut, scratch, and burn, hit and even stab myself. I generally smash my head or fists against walls, door jambs or bath tubs. Most people I have known can not deal with it for too long so they leave. The ironic part is that I tend to go for very long periods of time with out an episode. Ohh well, fuck it…I am what I am.
Buried at PhotoCasketI do love to hang out in cemeteries and look at all the lovely old stone markers. The beautiful art work and written words fills me with a sense that I can not fully explain. I like to remember what others have forgotten... In general I tend to be somewhat of a flirt. I like to meet people and can at times get very close to them. I tend to be closer to some as opposed to others. I am very close with some people as soon as I meet them. I just get a good vib from them and instantly know that they are good people. So, if you see me flirting; don't run up to Chris and start telling her. She knows and is fine with it. She knows who and how I am better than any one
Buried at PhotoCasketI love to drink and go to Goth club to dance. The music gets me in this mood and I just let out all my energy. I love to hang with good people who are not fearful of being who they are. That is most important to me.
Buried at PhotoCasketNow the reality…I am not a sweet pleasant young man. I am dark. I am bizarre. I am a freak. I am exactly what you want and what you fear. I am a damaged little fucker who knows how to dissect your thoughts, ideas, hopes and dreams. Cross me and I will rape your mind and destroy all your hopes and dreams. I will leave you cold, alone, tired and frightened. Befriend me and I will give you all the support in the world. Betray me and you are doomed…
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Buried at PhotoCasketI am the one who waits each day for that days surrender. I await the night with its brief escape from the prison of my lonely need. I can feel the blood coursing through your veins: like a rushing wave on a distant shore. I can hear your beating heart: like a constant ticking in my ears. It counts out each second of our separation, each hour of my longing for our perfect union. O’ that I must wait for nights release and your hearts sweet surrender...
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