With the venemous kiss you gave me I'm killing loneliness
Napolean XIV they're coming to take me away haha
http://www.gai
Your Master is everything, he is your life, your dream, what you need and want. You obey him, and ONLY him, unless told otherwise. When you are spoken to, look to your Master, when questioned, look to your Master, when addressed in any way, verbal or otherwise, look to your Master. When going into public with your Master, keep your eyes on him at all times, noone is more important than your Master, not even yourself. Never resist your Master, or immediate punishment will ensue. Never protest or question your Master, trust that he will take care of you. He knows best.
A slave does not think. A slave lives only to please her master, should he be displeased in any way he has the right to dispose of her. A slave should only be seen if her Master wishes her for that purpose. A slave should never speak, unless commanded to by her Master. She shall not complain, and will appreciate how well her Master takes care of her. The actions of the slave reflect upon the Master, and so punishment for any embarassments a slave may have caused her Master is appropriate.
A slave is made when a powerful vampire, werewolf, or witch gains possession of a mortal, shape shifter, elf, or low level vampire, witch, or werewolf. They must be defeated first in combat, and kept free of as much permanent damage as possible, otherwise value decreases. Creatures within high power of their society are forbidden, human or otherwise, go against this rule and you will have the Clans after you.
Trainers are for those who can't quite manage their slaves. If a master has an unruly slave he can send her to a trainer for a fee, decided by the trainer. Trainers are mind readers and also skilled in the arts of torture. Pay will be deducted for any permanent mental or physical damage caused while under the Trainer's care. When a slave is with a Trainer then the Trainer is her new master. She is to obey all his commands once her contract of enthrallment has been drawn and signed by her Master. Not much is known about their techniques, but they are known to be effective and quick.
Now that you have read these descriptions, welcome to Thorn Heart Manor, where the ties of ownership are lost in our knots of thorns...do as you will, but beware, we are not liable for your safety. Take what you can handle, and leave it at that.
im tired but im sick of sleeping, if i go to bed ill hurt instead of the way i do while thinking so if you give me one pill i ask for 69 more, cause thats what it takes for the kind of rest im looking for
"ohana means family, and family means nobody gets left behind but if you want, you can go. i'll remember you though, i remember everyone that leaves."
"god made all of us, and he doesnt make mistakes."
from the movie door to door
shadows flitting screening covering im found lost and scared and often in tears and thats when the doors banged wide open leaving me in pure destruction momentary pleasure ceases ever lasting lover pieces keeping me from faint reality keeping me in dim cordiality bury me just one foot deeper write me a kerchief keeper and shed it gently that shimmering tear above my grave cause ill wait for you here
if i died right here right now could you bury me please
would you bury me please
if i got lost and found my way back somehow
still bury me please
i need to be buried...
http://www.mtv
cute without the e by taking back sunday
http://kuzzzma
run by snow patrol
recall that long lost memory
hold to heart that lesson you forgot
remember with me, my dearest reminiscence
and ill keep you breathing my little lying harlot
http://search.
this is just a silly site i found and thought was...shocking
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
(Chorus)
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I've been here so long I think that its time to move
-rise against
lol someone put up a challenge, i answered!
death by the friendly clone
i called an old friend
who was really quite young
new built, but still an old model
i called up the newspeople
and said i had a story
something they all could ogle
so i stepped to the podium
pulled off the sheet
and revealed a very large head
that exclaimed aloud
that in five seconds
i would be very much dead
no i didnt panic
no nor did i stall
i calmly took my ground
and said please my dear audience
forgive me this prank
and my lookalike friend shot me down
Self Pity Whore
oh what the heart would do just for refuse
from the jaded and violent world
where demands are made so sick so twisted
that even purity is curled
with eyes of fear she gazes upwards
hoping for some soft savior
but all that comes is the harshest whip
brought down for her bad behavior
her lover holds an encrusted knife
so craving for her blood
he'll make her crawl the deepest trench
and rape her in the mud
but still she mews for his pleasure
soaking in his satisfaction
this primal whore of long years past
deserves no helpful action
theres a someone waiting
in the shadows of an empty hall
her heart thuds slowly, just barely alive
she made a mistake again
someone come and save me please
you know who you are, someone
im missing you already, and its been but minutes
im worried, and sick, and sick again
please let there be good reason for this
why? friendship should have been enough
wasnt it you that i warned?
keep your reaches for love far away
and ill keep my ashes in this jar
Romance of the Savage Beast
im so tired of holding you...this close
i just want to let you go, you know
can you hear it in my voice
my desperation calls for you
can you hear it in my voice
the deed that i want to do
can not do....no no
she speaks a lonely cry
moving through the black white
each time you hear her sigh
notice how she calms the night
somewhere in the darkest room
hes there killing her
a puppetmaster for her doom
she knows hes hiding over there...
he keeps her in a cage
locked up for his disposal
dressed up my dolly rage
all set for his proposal
chained up to their bed
the prisoner of his love nest
shes in over her head
and her bodys crying out for some rest
when will this torture end
i need to get over this now
thats too far for my heart to bend
i hope i'll be able to break free somehow
and now as i stare at you....once more
i feel my heart begin to break away, again
but theres nothing for you but my soul
empty and i know you want it still
but theres nothing for you but my soul
the rest of me you had to go and kill
you never really got your fill...no no
so now this fairy tale should end
and though she knew shed suffer for sure
she went back to him again
his pleasure was just too god damn pure