the target audience. // marilyn manson

the preparation for abomination.

Abomination (Bible)
It is mainly used to denote idolatry; and in many other cases it refers to inherently evil things such as illicit sex, lying, murder, deceit, etc.

After arriving home at 12, i undressed myself leaving nothing on, i like wearing nothing in bed, it feels like heaven if there is one.

I slowly drifted to sleep after only a couple of minutes laying down, in that afternoon i had an unusual dream, it was me and Mr. Manson dancing in a ballroom, just the two of us, the bottom half of my dress swaying in the air as we twirl and his hair moving with every turn that we make, it made me feel calm and somehow contented, at that moment, at that time in my dream, i knew he was the only one that i need to keep living, not just any guy, i need him. The scene of me and him dancing slowly faded away into darkness which left  me underwhelmed but it also caused me to wake up.

I opened my eyes unaware of what had happened to me while i was asleep, i stood up feeling some kind of weight in my body, after a couple of seconds i finally realized that i was fully-clothed, i sat down from the shock and my mind began to wonder who or what it was that dressed me, 20 minutes of thinking has passed and my question was still left unanswered, at that point all i can do was convince myself that i fell asleep with clothes on to avoid scaring myself. 'It was nothing, i'm just a bit forgetful this days', i remember saying to myself, thankfully i was distracted by a text, sent to me by Josephine.

"You better get ready, it's already 6 o'clock, again, i'll pick you up at 8. Anyways, can i blob to you about what i'm going to wear!?" She excitedly said, i really do like listening to her talking, she brings the light back in me.

"Sure, sure, let me get in the shower first though." I grabbed my towel and my phone while heading to the bathroom, i placed my phone on the top of the toilet, making sure it won't fall.

"You can talk now if you want." I turned on the shower, putting shampoo on my palm, rubbing them together making it bubble.

"Ok, so i'm wearing a red lace crop top with a leather short skirt topping it off with a leather jacket, oh, and i'll also be wearing fishnets with platform boots. I don't know if i should add jewelry but i guess i should. How about you?" She asked, as a friend of hers i knew not to "over shine" her, especially since we're meeting with her "one and only".

"I don't know, i'll probably just layer some stuff." At this point i'm already half way done, scrubbing my body with soap.

"Oh ok, i need to go now, bye." She hung up, i've always known that she was just friends with me to compare herself to, just so she can feel better about herself, i always let her do it because i know the feeling of not being enough for your own self.

At that point, i was already rinsing the shampoo and the soap out of my body, the cold water hitting me made me flinch, i never really liked warm water for bathing anyway, it always made me feel icky and uncomfortable.

I stepped out of the shower grabbing the towel to dry my body with, i walked to the bedroom ready to dress myself. I wore a layered outfit that has the main structures of a long skirt and long sleeves much like the picture above, after dressing up, i did a Bettie Page hairstyle and did my makeup along the way.

I finished at exactly 7:50 p.m. giving me some time to gather my essentials and head down, i used the stairs this time to avoid the situation i had earlier.

Immediately after exiting my apartment building, Josephine was already waiting for me in her car, i hopped in and thankfully i was right on time avoiding a lecture from her, i gave her a nod signing her that i'm ready to go, she stepped on the gas and we went to the venue.
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Hello, i rushed this from yesterday midnight to afternoon today for the sake of updating this book. Goodbye and enjoy.