All-To-Ruin at Vampirefreaks.com

Who am I? Well, isn't that the question we'd all like to answer? Truth be told, I don't know who I am anymore, nor what I want. I see all my old dreams collapse before my eyes, yet down the long tunnel, new ones materialize. I see those who mean the world to me grow apart and new beings replace the voids in my soul. For what I once stood seems to be subject to constant change, seeing each new day bring about new disappointments and new betrayal, new satisfactions and new loyalty. I'm still a slave to my own mind, my logic imprisoning me in a dull, mundane existence, my sanity yielding irrationality and brash actions into high risk factors, calming the blood-hungering beast that lurks within the depths of us all. A once effervescent future grows dim, and what I have aimed to shape myself into becomes transparent, evanescent. The willpower I possess for motivation becomes an addiction for procrastination, the force of will to accomplish dissipating. And all the hatred I've come to muster over my years is only a nostalgic need for affection, a cry in desperation for a release from the hell of my overburdening solitude. Although I am not who I seem at first, not being the most loving, caring, heartwarming, friendly, or enlightening person, if you can brave the storm of arrogance, elitism, and sarcasm, you will find loyalty, trust, and open arms.

Every idea, every feeling, every action, everyone, all must come to an end. All ends in ruin. Expect nothing. Trust no one.

But as for a name... You can call me Mike or Ruin.

Music is my escape from the harsh realities in this abyss. I am also a fairly talented vocalist, able to sing, growl, and scream. If inspired, I write, holding the ability to drown out all surroundings in order to focus. To pass time, I use my consoles, my PC, or origami. I try to be more outgoing and people-friendly than my current state, but a natural loathing for human existence and perseverance prevents a welcoming front.

Also, please visit my deviantART here and give me some feedback.

Emma, quite easily one of the best people I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. I thank you for all you've done for me and for all the support you've given when I've needed it.

My friends and my family, they are my life. They have shaped me into what I am today and I will protect them at any cost.

Furthermore, I enjoy meeting new people, though I seem a little quiet and intimidating at first. I also like to travel, and hope I can do more so with that. And maybe make some new friends outside of this damned machine as well.

Oh, and don't bother downrating me. I can see that, and I will downrate you even further.

I cannot stand those who butcher the true meaning of music. I do not tolerate ghetto/leet speak, for I possess no understanding or ability to decipher the hieroglyphics you call creativity. I try to avoid as best I can overly obnoxious, dramatic, or stupid people. I hate cats, disgusting creatures. I hate bad, repetitive, or unoriginal movies or book/game/history-to-movie interpretations. But most of all, I hate the racially, culturally, religiously, and sexually biased, discriminative, and intolerant world I see before me. I am proud of who I am, as most others are proud of who they are.

In a society that does not accept you, do not assimilate to meet the needs of those who see you as inferior, rather, stand up and stand out. Self-expression and self-acceptance are the first key tools for social conformity.

And in a bit of a rant here, KEEP YOUR FUCKING CLOTHES ON! I'm tired of going through this site and seeing nothing but you stupid little whores needing to pose naked in front of a camera just to make others gawk over your filth. It's great that you like making other people wonder what's under the thin pieces of cloth that are holding your parts in and being an all-out tease, but I don't pity people like you that become victims of rape and murder. Honestly, it's more amusing to see that than you. Modeling pictures are fine because it's a job and it's professional, not to mention artistic, and some people are just comfortable naked. But when you desperately need the attention, you're just a pathetic waste of human life. Have some dignity, or better yet, flaunt yourselves on the streets. I bet you'd get paid well until they haul you to jail.

And furthermore, quit with your beauty cult invitations. You're all hellbent over being perfect and flawless and beautiful. Tell you what, take off that layer of artificial beauty so I can see your blemishes and acne. You're not perfect and you never will be. And stop being so proud of how physically beautiful you are, because, face facts, that's all you ever will have, that, and a couple early pregnancies/paternity tests. Yes, you're beautiful. Yes, you're vain. Yes, make-up works wonders. Yes, you're an arrogant waste of life and my time. And yes, you're ONLY beautiful under countless layers of eyeshadow and powder. Keep the fuck away from me.

Another thing. I read pages and I see you all who post this little problematic phrase, "Don't comment me with the word hi, I won't respond." Oh gee, last time I checked, that's how you initiate conversation. What the hell am I supposed to do, comment you with, "Bye," and work backwards? You fools make no damned sense. Oh, and also the other phrase, "Don't comment me with 'Hey sexy'." Seriously? Pull your egotistical head from your ass and learn that because one person finds you attractive doesn't mean anyone else does. Do you dipshits really think people even give a damn if you live or die? And if you can't even start a conversation the normal way, what the hell do you have going for you, your twisted sense of beauty of falsehoods? Do us all a favor and go jump in front of a train.

AND FURTHERMORE there are those of you who think you're the best damned e-thugs since MMOs were first launched. "Cross me and you'll regret it." What are you going to do, PMS all over your computer screen? Please, save it for those 4 year olds who buy your bullshit and spare it from those who actually have a brain in their skull and realize that you're utterly harmless. And those of you who say "Don't mess with me I'm taken," annoy me, too. REALLY?! So while your girl/boyfriend is out fucking someone else, you sit behind the computer screen in your false sense of self-accomplishment thinking you're breaking one of the Ten Commandments by playful flirting. Don't waste your time. Not everyone wants you for you. You'll realize this when you go to counseling for your crumbling marriages.

Atop the many and the ongoing, I also hate those who find the need to post SEX in their "Likes" sections more than once. Yes, I understand, I get it, you're going to end up some crackwhore on welfare feeding the 50 babies you had because of your addiction to what doesn't matter. Keep your clothes on and your hormones down, you can go without sex. And I especially love those females with whorish pictures, multiple SEX entries, and say, "I will not meet you in person" or "If we meet, I'll bring my friends". You make a lot of fucking sense. It's like waving a Snickers bar at a starving Ethiopian. He WILL have it. I don't care how many of your girlfriends you bring, you're asking for disaster. And men, I'm disappointed in you, too. Keep it in your pants so there will be no need to duck and cover when responsibility for an unplanned pregnancy kicks you right where your testicles used to be. The gist of this is: No one gives a fuck about how much sex you need/want/like. Go sell yourself and catch AIDS, since the only other thing you'll be good for is converting oxygen into carbon dioxide.

And to also add to the previous statement, stating ANY one of your interests multiple times is annoying. It isn't crafty, ingenious, clever, witty, or even slightly intellectual. And stop putting an interest more than once, then putting "DID I MENTION...?" You're STILL stupid.

Rather than list the ongoing number of bands I enjoy, I will list the top three favorites of mine:

DevilDriver
Scar Symmetry
The Birthday Massacre

Three different talents. Three different genres. Three different sounds. Three amazing bands. Many breathtaking albums.