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theblackdahlia
•My first cult!  (•◡•) /
April 19, 2014, 04:16:am
ѕo, ι aм goιng тo вe creaтιng мy ғιrѕт cυlт ѕoon! (yay!) тнe "тнeмe," oғ мy cυlт wιll вe a place ғor вιѕeхυal people (lιĸe мoι) wнo are ιnтo тнe goтн/нorror ѕcene ..ғor тнoѕe вι peepѕ wнo apprecιaтe тнe darĸer ѕιde oғ lιғe. and waιт тιll υ нear мy тιтle ғor тнe cυlт-oмg ι aм ѕo ғreaĸιn' ѕтoĸed aвoυт тнιѕ naмe-

fly-bi-night

gaaнн ι loveѕ ιт!!! oĸay, тнaт ιѕ all ғor now, peace oυт мoтнaғυcĸaѕ.  (•◡•) /

Mood: Stoked

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soleil_89

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•My first cult!  (•◡•) /
April 19, 2014, 08:48:am
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I love it! :woot

soleil_89

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•My first cult!  (•◡•) /
April 19, 2014, 08:49:am
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aww.. It didn't do the emoti-thingy

Cyanidex

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•My first cult!  (•◡•) /
April 19, 2014, 09:20:am
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Its awesome c:

theblackdahlia

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•My first cult!  (•◡•) /
April 19, 2014, 11:35:am
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Thank u guys so much! :-) I think we need more LGBT cults on VF clap

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theblackdahlia
Fear
April 18, 2014, 07:49:pm
▸△í fєαr thαt σnє dαч, чσu wσn't єvєn αѕk mє whαt'ѕ wrσng. чσu'll juѕt lσσk αt mє, knσwíng thєrє'ѕ nσthíng чσu cαn dσ tσ mαkє mє вєttєr. αnd thєn чσu'll lσσk αwαч...△◂

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MattyK

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Fear
April 18, 2014, 07:50:pm
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Your font is trippy,

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theblackdahlia
The Story of Everyone: ❇Chapter One❇(Blog post)
April 17, 2014, 11:06:pm
Once, long ago, nothing existed, not even Time. And then, the Universe was born...No matter how you believe this event unfolded, you and I can agree that we are extremely lucky to be here, now. We are as randomly born as are the stars, sharing a great opportunity called Life. Think, for a moment, of how easily things could have turned out differently for you. Your parents met...your mother conceived...you matured inside her womb, and were born. All of those things are astoundingly random, and astoundingly beautiful.

The very fact that you exist is a miracle in and of itself. Everything else is serendipity. When you consider the millions of events that had to fall into place, perfectly, for YOU to be born, I hope it will prove to you how valuable you, and all of us, truly are. Look at it this way: Your past does not begin with your parents. It does not begin with your grandparents, great grandparents, or anyone else in your recent past. You would have to travel back literally billions of years, to the very moment that the Universe erupted into life, to have accurately traced the magnitude of your past.

Planets developed...Life began...Continents formed on Earth, the planet you would later call home...Our ancestors diverged, evolved, and prospered...In spite of all the obstacles against us, we thrived...Wars were fought, empires established and conquered, entire cities were lost to history. And throughout all of this, you and I were were nothing more than possibility... If one of your ancient relatives had contracted a deadly disease, YOU would not exist. If the man who would be your great great great great great great grandfather had lost his life in some ancient battle or famine, YOU would have never lived.

When we take time to consider all of the incalculable obstacles that could have kept us from ever existing in the first place, we must at once realize how very lucky we are. You can't put a price on the kind of beauty that is found in the randomness of which Life is made. Given that existence is so random a thing, isn't it the most wonderful proof that every life is important, and equal? How can a concept like racism possibly exist, when we step back and consider that each of us is a beautiful, one-of-a-kind product of Time itself?

How much more evidence is needed, to prove to you the magnitude of your worth? How can anyone convince you that you are deserving of bullying, hatred, homophobia, or racism, when you share the same ancestry as the ones who persecute you? Our anxiety in dealing with other people is decreased by the realization that we are all the same species, all with the same beginning.

Nearly every element on Earth had its formation in the heart of a star. You and I share the same essence as the Sun!

And how can anyone make you feel small, when you are like the Sun...?

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soleil_89

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The Story of Everyone: ❇Chapter One❇(Blog post)
April 18, 2014, 08:46:am
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This is so beautiful! You are absolutely brilliant heart

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theblackdahlia
Random thoughts • A post from my blog today :)
April 16, 2014, 10:00:pm
...I'm feeling all boxed-in and ish...

It was just one of those weird, quiet (TOO quiet) days where all I wanted to do was eat junk food and watch episodes of Adventure Time all day.

So guess what I did?

I ate junk food and watched episodes of Adventure Time all day.

But now that I've had a sh?!load of sugar, my teeth feel like they might declare mutiny on my mouth and develop cavities just to spite me...

The baby is half-asleep & half-awake, taking a few sips of his bottle & then nodding off...and looking completely adorable at the same time...
(。◕∀◕ 。)
...and now he's out cold, which sounds like an awesome idea! I am super tired as well, just like my little guy.

Hey, being a mommy AND a creepy blogger takes a lot of work!

And I wouldn't have it any other way...
(^u^)

Mood: Sleepy & content

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Purplefox1122

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Random thoughts • A post from my blog today :)
April 17, 2014, 02:41:pm
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Amen!! Adventure time and sugar!!

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DarkDownDeep
sDAD
April 16, 2014, 01:21:pm
Sabrina died at dawn
Her body is on my lawn
Demons have consumed her
Father should not have abused her
Gave up hope on life
To be a pretty wife.
To be rescued by prince charming
Her escape was so alarming
I wish i could have saved her
From all the cowards that raped her

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UNDEADSOLDIER666

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sDAD
April 16, 2014, 08:08:pm
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You write the most demented shit. Don't stop

MarkSzabo

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sDAD
April 18, 2014, 12:09:am
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YASSS

till_death_do_us

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sDAD
April 18, 2014, 09:50:pm
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My condolences my love

DarkDownDeep

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sDAD
April 18, 2014, 10:34:pm
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condolences? its a fucking poem

ymlie

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sDAD
April 19, 2014, 08:06:am
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Well it's so morbid...and who knows...everyone is capable of writing something personal every now and then. Having said all that, I do love it. It might have even fooled me...If I was less acquainted with your work.

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FlamesOfIceOfficial
I have a question...
April 14, 2014, 11:56:pm
I'm constantly told that people (especially women) like confidence in a man. How can one be confident or feel good about themselves when everyone shits on them and makes them feel completely worthless?

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jack.creed

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I have a question...
April 15, 2014, 12:32:am
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I'm not saying love yourself how you are. I'm saying work towards becoming someone you can love. Put the time in on things you can control.

jack.creed

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I have a question...
April 15, 2014, 12:33:am
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But also don't kick yourself when you are down man. There are enough assholes in the world trying to do it for you you know

jack.creed

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I have a question...
April 15, 2014, 12:35:am
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As for the world treating you like you are worthless the world treats diamonds like they are worth so much. But really what is it besides a pretty rock ? When Famine hits do you think people will trade food they can eat for diamonds that sparkle a bit more than other rocks ? People have a perpetual and horrible habit of placing value in the wrong places.

_Taylr_

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I have a question...
April 15, 2014, 11:05:am
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Confidence can just mean not feeling sorry for oneself. People do it, but they don't want to see or hear it. Pretend to be happy and eventually you think you are.

_Taylr_

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I have a question...
April 15, 2014, 11:12:am
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If the world cares so much to apparently be against you, that prooobably means you're worth it for it to notice. Take pride in the fact the world notices. Hell having people not like you reminds you that you're doing something. If you don't like it, who cares? Don't change to be loved. It can't all be bad. I don't mean to sound offensive, but I see a lot of your stuff as "the world is against me" and its really not, not that often anyway. Just recognize it, learn from it, and grow from it. Confidence comes from what you want to be, not what others make you. If I listened to what everyone told me, I'd have killed myself at least twenty times by now. You have to laugh at what people do to you after the hurt. If you let it fester, you lose yourself. Find peace and strength in your problems not suffering and loss. All that weird stuff people tell you and yeah.. Just feel good for yourself, not bad.

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SoulOfIce
nom weekend.
April 13, 2014, 03:55:pm
So I was asked to report the cooking sessions lol

Saturday:
We made some vegtables with rice

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And Takoyaki :-D
Without tako, 'cause we had none lol
We filled them with ham and cheese ♥

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Aaaand takoyaki dance meow





Sunday:

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You hungry? lol



GUM NOM STYLE rofl
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Mood: funny.
Music: MEH.

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SoulOfIce

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nom weekend.
April 13, 2014, 04:00:pm
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ikr ^o^

warhammer432

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nom weekend.
April 13, 2014, 04:00:pm
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Those all look so delicious

Heart-like-a-Hole

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nom weekend.
April 13, 2014, 04:04:pm
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It WAS delicious ehehehe diddle

frogbass

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nom weekend.
April 13, 2014, 06:23:pm
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With such good cooking skills you should consider the Yum Yum cooking cult on here (of course if time permits).

wolf-girl

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nom weekend.
April 14, 2014, 09:28:am
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well i am hungry now

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DarkDownDeep
Daddy
April 13, 2014, 01:58:am
throw the condom in the trash
end up with a nasty rash
my junk covered in swollen sores
its what i get for fucking whores
pay for sex
rent love
vaseline filled crusty glove
just another daughter
ready for the slaughter
use them up
spit them out
fill their heads
up with doubt
kill them all one by one
self esteem overrun
make sure you never love again
il come back
you wont know when

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batboy14

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Daddy
April 13, 2014, 09:04:pm
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where do you get the inspiration

DarkDownDeep

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Daddy
April 14, 2014, 01:57:am
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insanity

JaydeBarreta

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Daddy
April 15, 2014, 12:43:am
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Good one.

spazattack13

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Daddy
April 15, 2014, 10:12:pm
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Nice.

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SatanInside
piggy
April 12, 2014, 12:50:pm
white heat
black heart
broken nails
carve my back
sticky sweat
pounding meat
always been
your favorite treat
take it deep
take it well
join me as
i decend to hell
fuck you hard
like a dog
tie you up
like a hog
do with you
as i please
keep you on
bloody knees
slap you around
the whore you are
what made you think
you would ever go far?


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XHawkWindX
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piggy
April 13, 2014, 10:49:am
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Nice

Coltoninmotion

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piggy
April 13, 2014, 09:27:pm
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Very sensual master

bloodysweet

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piggy
April 14, 2014, 12:18:pm
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Awesome

slaughtered_soul

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piggy
April 14, 2014, 01:10:pm
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Love that

Gargoyle

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piggy
April 15, 2014, 04:59:am
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love it

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theblackdahlia
•New Eyes•
April 12, 2014, 11:36:am
...вut thєn, ѕhє wєnt ínѕαnє; αnd ín hєr mαdnєѕѕ, ѕhє wαѕ nєvєr mσrє αlívє. whσlє wσrldѕ wєrє crєαtєd ínѕídє hєr mínd; lífє ѕtσríєѕ wєrє wríttєn вєhínd hєr єчєѕ. ѕhє prσvєd thєm wrσng, thσѕє whσ hαd cαllєd hєr plαín; fσr hєr nєw єчєѕ ѕhσwєd hєr thαt ѕhє wαѕ αвσvє thєm. hєr nєw αwαrєnєѕѕ rєvєαlєd hєr ѕupєríσrítч, hєr mαgíc, hєr pσwєr. вut mσѕt ímpσrtαntlч, ѕhє wαѕ nσw αwαrє σf hσw plαín thєч wєrє, hσw σrdínαrч thєч wєrє...αnd σncє thαt vєíl hαѕ вєєn pєєlєd αwαч, ít cαn nєvєr вє rєturnєd...

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theblackdahlia
Տօʍҽ ժɑվՏ, Եհҽ ժҽʍօղՏ աíղ.
April 12, 2014, 10:04:am


It's alright; some days, the demons win.

Sleep, wake up, and reclaim your life again.

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Korrupt_Knight
Do people even read anymore?
April 12, 2014, 09:47:am
I'm honestly just astounded at how people don't even bother reading my profile before speaking to me/adding me. I've had to delete several people within this week who have just randomly added me. Now if English isn't your first language I will obviously be nice about it. But, when you're from an English speaking country and refuse to comment/inbox me first asking if you can add me, I'm going to delete it.

Don't get me wrong I enjoy meeting new people, I've met some really awesome people through Vf, but honestly when people don't even bother to read a profile it makes me want to just hit them. For example, one girl messaged me asking what video game genre's I like, when they were/are clearly listed under my likes, she just skimmed the about me and didn't bother to read more.

On another note: It's spring here and I love it. I missed going out for walks/exploring places from time to time. I hope everyone else is enjoying this lovely climate change as much as I am ^_^

Mood: Annoyed.
Music: None.

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Veria

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Do people even read anymore?
April 12, 2014, 01:14:pm
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I still made sure to go out for walks during winter however the scenery is always dull, houses and more houses. smhYes quite glad spring is here, I'm also enjoying it. ^_^ More freedom to run around and less worrying about... ice. scared

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SoulOfIce
Meh.
April 10, 2014, 08:27:am
Yeah, lately I receive more messages than usual
and it's probably the worst time for it lol
When I'm home I really try to answer all messages - before I lean back.

Once I feel comfy I just fall asleep.
Yesterday I didn't even drink my tea lol
The teapot still stands next to me.
(luckily the tea is still... warm)


So the only thing...

PLEASE STOP COMPLAINING

I'm not a robot and I have a life.
Jeez.
Calm ya tits/balls. You will receive a reply.

At least when your message has more to say
than all the things you'd like to do with me... and such o.O
Which doesn't mean I'm a prude.
Some of you really have problems lol

Plus:
You can't force anyone to talk to you.
Some of you need to finally accept this.


Have a nice day~

Mood: strawberry high
Music: chirping birds

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Santahatesu

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Meh.
April 11, 2014, 08:43:pm
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"Calm ya tits/balls." *lol*

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paganpunk
Angel in submission
April 09, 2014, 04:57:pm
I've recently became a slave to a wonderful Mistress, here's a poem I wrote for her after she told me I was her angel.


~On my knees praying for salvation, all I have to offer is devotion
~An angel, not of heaven but a dark place in the corner of your mind
She's not typical, she will never be perfect, offering her free will
Do as you please,
~The hart of an angel dances with the soul of a demon
~She tore off her own wings
Kneeling before you
head down hands
behind her back
~Fallen from grace
Craving the sting
A hand across her face
~Her words are pure her thoughts are not
Something left behind eats at her core
Craving domination
submitting to your will

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paganpunk
New poems
April 09, 2014, 04:52:pm
A sweet mix of blood, sex and tears
Exhausted shy lay in a sweaty pile In the middle of the floor
What was she doing why was she here
Did she ever know did she even care
Something that started as empty sex became so much more
Razors tearing at her soul became blades slicing at skin
Letting someone else cut her became a fantasy
Tormented by Nightmares that became dreams
The pain she delivered released me from my cage

She sat I the floor papers fluttered around her, blood splattered around her
She should have stopped she could have tried insted she sat there
Lost in thought forgetting the blade she held
The blade that held her captivated by it's sweet sting
Sick words flow from her pen
Blood flowed down her arms
She couldn't bring her self to stop
Sick deprived and twisted
Page after page cut after cut


Without evening know it she has a chain around my neck
Every move tightens the links
The pain she delivers is exquisite
I crave the empty flirting
Tormenting me with her words
Her absence sharp as a razor
Lust fades to a reality
Alone once again
My arms empty
My hands only grasp the blade
Scars my only companion

Where where you when I lost my thoughts
Where was the compassion when I cried out for help
Leaving me alone to think
Alone in a darkened corner of my mind
Is it possible you were never there
Just someone I made up
A pretend friend to sedate my loneliness
Just another voice from some where far away
Right here inside me
Confused disillusioned

You made her cry just for the excitement her tears brought you
the blood was yours just for the thrill
Carving a new path down a dark road
She lead the way guiding you with flashes of light
Just for a moment in time you thought it was just
Your actions brought pain and you enjoined no relished her demise
Killing the thoughts swirling around like ghost of joyful children
Damage that became a permanent fixture amongst both your thoughts
Visible scars only a hint at the gaping wounds left on souls
A living grave for you both to lay in together basking in the eternal glow of hate


I wanna feel and hear the crunch as a shatter a nose fucking blood spraying as you drop to the floor a scream muddled by the fluid flowing down your throat kick you while you beg for mercy plead for me to spear your life your cries only fuel my lust for your pain repeatedly I thrust a blade into you torso missing anything vital prolonging the pitiful existence you dare call a life I decided to let you live but only after maiming and defiling your sad useless body.. Leaving you on the edge of death wishing I had delivered that final ending cut..


- It's a beautiful day even tho the sun is shinning I find more warmth I'm the blood running down my arm more comfort in the blade in my hand...
I don't except you to understand, this addiction is something you'll never be able to comprehend...

- I'm so fucking cold, blade in hand I ponder the sweet satisfaction just moments away.. After the first slice my worry fades, a rush of calm as the blood surfaces, still the blade will never be sharp enough to cut away my shame. On the edge of bliss as the sting invades my sadness..

- after I sit satisfied a flood of chemicals leave me placid yet trembling all over.. A release better then sex a calm so consuming I can't help but grin.. The aftermath is one of pure bliss for me. All they see is the damage the scars left behind never understanding this is my one true love

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