sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will leave mental scars...


that blade is so nice against my wrist, i love the feeling of my warm blood slowly running down my arm, dripping down my fingers into the cold sink... looking into the mirror, laughing at the worthless piece of sh*t who is laughing right back at me, wondering, "where did it all go wrong, what led to this....."



hello there, why are you here? Ohh...you're here for the stories arn't you? 
 -laughs- 
well then....
 -kicks a chair towards you-
 take a seat and let me tell you a tale of mystery, horror, adventure and drama 

-smiles and pulls up another chair then sits in it-


If you haven't noticed already i LOVE to roleplay, so if you're ever in the mood for a good rp just Pm me and let the games begin >:D