Post by karblack on Feb 13, 2010 7:06:15 GMT -5
i'mbranded; Devon Nikolie Lamburg
iliketocallmyself; Devon
i'vebeenrunningincirclesfor; 7 years
ithinkiratherlooklike; No one
beforeigothereiwas; Mercenary
icomeupto; 5’ 9”
ibreakthechairsat; 137lbs.
fearmytattsandmyspikes; None, but he has plenty of scars
ipopoutwith; My violet eyes
ineed; Love
ishakeat; People
ilike; Sharp objects
ihate; “Humans”
i'llneverspeakof; Ex-boyfriend
iwillalwaysbe; I am very pessimistic. I hate life, people, anything will a “perfect life”, and “humans”. I cut myself, it is the only way I can fell any emotion, and I have to drink my own blood. Don’t ask me why, I just like it. My ex-boyfriend was a lunatic, so I killed him.
ipoppedfrom; I don’t know...
ifoughtwith; Twin brother, Demion Kristopher Lamburg
iusedtolivein; Chicago, Illinois
ithinklifeis; Depressing
iamwhoiambecause; I was beat by my ex-boyfriend, Rian. My family abandoned me when I was six, and my foster parents tried to cure my bisexuality, and tried to perform an exorcism on me, all because I didn’t want to go to church. Church annoys me.
istalk; Men and Women
imoanat; Cuts and Bites
igagat; Fat...
i'veloved; Rian Jakob Arkon
iwillworship; No one
iamonewith; Ira
iamtheabsolutebest; The rain was pouring down, as hard as it could. I looked up into the apartment number, 675. I entered the threshold and found my way up to my apartment without realizing it. I held a small clever in my right hand, I got it from the kitchen downstairs. My heart began to beat along with every foot step I had taken. My boyfriend, Rian, was waiting for me in the bedroom. I did not know whether he was awake or asleep, nor did I care. I stood in front of our bed, he was sound asleep. His neck was exposed above the covers a little, and I knew that was my mark. I help the clever up and with one swift swipe I landed on my mark. Blood splattered onto my face, but I cared not. I simply licked the blood off of my lips, placed the clever on the bedside table, and left my apartment for the last time.
iliketocallmyself; Devon
i'vebeenrunningincirclesfor; 7 years
ithinkiratherlooklike; No one
beforeigothereiwas; Mercenary
icomeupto; 5’ 9”
ibreakthechairsat; 137lbs.
fearmytattsandmyspikes; None, but he has plenty of scars
ipopoutwith; My violet eyes
ineed; Love
ishakeat; People
ilike; Sharp objects
ihate; “Humans”
i'llneverspeakof; Ex-boyfriend
iwillalwaysbe; I am very pessimistic. I hate life, people, anything will a “perfect life”, and “humans”. I cut myself, it is the only way I can fell any emotion, and I have to drink my own blood. Don’t ask me why, I just like it. My ex-boyfriend was a lunatic, so I killed him.
ipoppedfrom; I don’t know...
ifoughtwith; Twin brother, Demion Kristopher Lamburg
iusedtolivein; Chicago, Illinois
ithinklifeis; Depressing
iamwhoiambecause; I was beat by my ex-boyfriend, Rian. My family abandoned me when I was six, and my foster parents tried to cure my bisexuality, and tried to perform an exorcism on me, all because I didn’t want to go to church. Church annoys me.
istalk; Men and Women
imoanat; Cuts and Bites
igagat; Fat...
i'veloved; Rian Jakob Arkon
iwillworship; No one
iamonewith; Ira
iamtheabsolutebest; The rain was pouring down, as hard as it could. I looked up into the apartment number, 675. I entered the threshold and found my way up to my apartment without realizing it. I held a small clever in my right hand, I got it from the kitchen downstairs. My heart began to beat along with every foot step I had taken. My boyfriend, Rian, was waiting for me in the bedroom. I did not know whether he was awake or asleep, nor did I care. I stood in front of our bed, he was sound asleep. His neck was exposed above the covers a little, and I knew that was my mark. I help the clever up and with one swift swipe I landed on my mark. Blood splattered onto my face, but I cared not. I simply licked the blood off of my lips, placed the clever on the bedside table, and left my apartment for the last time.
