| Current mood: |  contemplative |
| Current music: | Non. |
Comming to take you away
It's a wonder. How I achieve this ability to ovewhelm people with my appearance alone. Of course, I wear what pleases me. At times I wear black and at times I wear white. I don't seem to have much else. It matters not. I always want more and more. It's like no matter how much in excess I may have, it isn't enough because I will find some random thing which will catch my eye and seduce me into submission.
Oh, and 28 shopping days until I become a year older. Get it in early.
I seem to spend a lot of time with setting up the hype for that... although it's nothing of importance. I gather I should relay something of signifigance, but I usually have nothing. I actually have been hungry lately. I really need to find a willing victim. All this time in which I spend without is taking its toll. I've been letting myself take in my own blood from minor wounds. If only I could have the chance. I thirst so.
My muse fails to appear to me, so until a later time, children...
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