Dark beauty, the sweet seduction emanating from the unknown; that is what I live for. I have seen all sides of life, leaving nothing worthy of being feared. I'm a poet, with one poem published in Collected Whispers. I am in college majoring as a psychologist. I'm engaged to my male partner who lives two hours away. I'm very open with people I talk to, so ask away. *Untitled* A blue and white handkerchief A wallet ripped in two Broken sunglasses and a picture of I don't know who. A music box that's cracked A necklace missing a gem A porcelain doll with a yellowed dress and a frayed hem. A casket that was long forgotten. A tombstone made specially for him. Death's Secret: "Has no one told you she's not breating?" No, no one did. I was left in the fog as Death took her away. His cloak was the sky; No stars, not even a moon. I was told; Death had a new companion. No tears, just the sigh of a burden lifted. So long a fight in which no chance of winning was given. She was a skeleton before Death claimed her. And so it seemed fitting for Death to carry her away. Death is not as mean as we think him to be. Pity he who must do this job, for he pities those he takes away. He does not steal. He gives an option. Prayers were sent, doctors paid. Death does not steal. She just ran away.
Likes
Poetry, stories, psychology, mythology, British gothic literature, fashion, hair, movies...
Dislikes
Discrimination and large crowds.
Favorite Music
Rock of most kinds and some mainstream pop. Techno is alright but I gotta be in the mood for it.
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I look at you looking at me cause I'm the God of Awesomeness yes siree, and when you look you will see that no one will be as good as me
~ tehe lol 
