Francesca

I'd like to meet:

Anyone who will allow me to shove a Hatchet in their face.------------------------------------------------------- ---- My Own Personal Hell... I remember hell, A time when i was locked away and confined to this dark lonely room.As a lost, hideous soul trapped within these four walls i slowly await my freedom..With no room for my mind to wonder i often find myself talking to the demon's in the shadows. They often fill my head full of lie's and taunt me with the thought of my freedom. Now i take refuge in madness for no other hiding place remains, the age of my mortal life has ended.. As a distant demon's roar reaches my ears only to drift past and be swallowed by the silence, I often wonder if the demon's are real. As a joke i offered my soul to the in exchange for my release and with the twisted pain of misguided loyalty the demon's made there pact and now had there reward.. Now taunting me from within the dark , i can see them.i see them ripping apart my skin and from within comes a foul creature,slowly pulling his way to the surface, ripping threw my skin like a poorly made piece of cloth. I awake in this unholy place,lost...never to return home,but left to roam as a pawn in the devil's little game.. By broken faith and bitter promise walk in the gardens of blood, smelling the bitter-scented breeze.Now that the demon's have tasted my body, they are apart of me as i of them, as one we will be free of flesh and bone. I will slay for you my master..blood beyond measure i shall spill apon the field of the world..Written by: Bobby (The demented is euphoric, no?)-------------------------------------------------------- ---

Music:

Peaches, Portishead, DJ Oakenfold, Soulfly, Lillipop Lust Kill, Ariel, Deftones, Idiom of Sad, From Autumn to Ashes, and anything with screams and loud clanks.

Movies:

I like anything with people getting slaughtered through the whole movie.

Television:

T.v sucks.

Books:

I don't read books.

Heroes: