blood and everything about the vampires... magic,and occult...cosmetics, anything creative...paintings, writing, playing, MOCKING, drinking and so much moreeeee....
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I'd like to meet:
the persons who is similar to me........lying on their back with their feets up on the chair and their hands on me lol. Vincent Malloy is seven years old, / He's always polite and does what he's told. / For a boy his age he's considerate and nice, / But he wants to be just like Vincent Price. / He doesn't mind living with his sister, dog and cat, / Though he'd rather share a home with spiders and bats. / There he could reflect on the horrors he's invented, / And wander dark hallways alone and tormented. / Vincent is nice when his aunt comes to see him, / But imagines dipping her in wax for his wax museum. / He likes to experiment on his dog Abacrombie, / In the hopes of creating a horrible zombie. / So he and his horrible zombie dog, / Could go searching for victims in the London fog. / His thoughts aren't only of ghoulish crime, / He likes to paint and read to pass the time. / While other kids read books like Go Jane Go, / Vincent's favorite author is Edgar Allen Poe. / One night while reading a gruesome tale, / He read a passage that made him turn pale. / Such horrible news he could not survive, / For his beautiful wife had been buried alive. / He dug out her grave to make sure she was dead, / Unaware that her grave was his mother's flower bed. / His mother sent Vincent off to his room, / He knew he'd been banished to the tower of doom. / Where he was sentenced to spend the rest of his life, / Alone with a portrait of his beautiful wife. / While alone and insane, encased in his tomb, / Vincent's mother suddenly burst into the room. / "If you want to you can go outside and play. / It's sunny outside and a beautiful day." / Vincent tried to talk, but he just couldn't speak, / The years of isolation had made him quite weak. / So he took out some paper, and scrawled with a pen, / "I am possessed by this house, and can never leave it again." / His mother said, "You're not possessed, and you're not almost dead. / These games that you play are all in your head. / You're not Vincent Price, you're Vincent Malloy. / You're not tormented or insane, you're just a young boy." / "You're seven years old, and you're my son, / I want you to get outside and have some real fun." / Her anger now spent, she walked out through the hall, / While Vincent backed slowly against the wall. / The room started to sway, to shiver and creak. / His horrid insanity had reached its peak. / He saw Abacrombie his zombie slave, / And heard his wife call from beyond the grave. / She spoke from her coffin, and made ghoulish demands. / While through cracking walls reached skeleton hands. / Every horror in his life that had crept through his dreams, / Swept his mad laugh to terrified screams. / To escape the madness, he reached for the door, / But fell limp and lifeless down on the floor. / His voice was soft and very slow, / As he quoted The Raven from Edgar Allen Poe, / "And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor, / Shall be lifted - Nevermore!"
Music:
Metal (exsept heavy metal and other shit like countrey, dance and classic music)
ARCH ENEMY, BEHEMOTH, CRADLE OF FILTH, CHILDREN OF BODOM, COAL CHAMBER, COVENANT, DIMMU BORGIR, DEICIDE, FEAR FACTORY, KREATOR, TYPE O NEGATIVE, ROB ZOMBIE, SLIPKNOT, KORN, LACUNA COIL, MANSON, KATATONIA, MY DYING BRIDE, OTEP,KATATONIA,KATATONIA,KATATONIA!!!!!!!!..........ECT.....
....something that is not metal : pj harvey, the cure, music from 60's 70's 80's....yeah yeah yeahs, killers, jet, franc ferdinand, white stripes.....
Movies:
Interview with the vampire;Girl,interupted; gathaca; vanilla sky; mi deca sa stanice zoo; brothers Grim; Ring; Amitville Horror and many many more, i am a filmophiliac :)
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Television:
I only watch movies on TV...
i dont like TV... “ GAVRAN “U okviru mašte svoje,Naišla sam na dete bez voljeA u krilu je držalo umece svoje.Trenutak je bio svestan,Pun crvenih cvetovaSa mislima u vremenu uklesan.Dete je bilo ružno,Sa gavranovim pogledom u okuIzrazito tužno.Stajalo je na raspecu
Krvavih ruku, iskocenih žila,Bezbrižno i mirno mu se pružala zla sila.Svojim prikucanim rukama, pružalo se u zagrljajAli dohvatiti nije moglo, jer sve je bilo tako bolno.
Books:
Everything by Ann Rice, Clive Barker,
Golden blood, Wormwood, Prozac nation, diary of an narcoman girl.... alchemist, Demian, FAUSTUS.....
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Mirisima krvi obli moje sne,Muziku škripe cuvam u srcu mrtvom.Mrtvom od cekanja kljuca besmrtnosti,More izlapelih iskušenja i dalje me priziva.Mrtvom me ucini sada, ne ostajem bez nade,Molicu te za još jedan dan i zauvek osetiti ples na vratu.Mesec je pun, daj mi snage, udahni u mene poslednji val toplote.
Heroes:
i dont have heroes..
i do admire some persons and their lifes intrigues me.... src="http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee287/lukrecija_2007
/emo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"> “ ZLO “Kad zlo dodje i,Krv prekrije sve.Tvoje telo napacenoCe biti u krvi i gnoju,Ono zaboravice sve.Pakao za tebe, Sotona u njemu,Oduzece ti maštu, oduzece ti volju.Nabija ti kandže duboko u rane,On uzima tebe i tvoje grozne dane.Umreceš u želji za rodjenjem novim,Jer tvoji su dani vec izbrojani.
