Everytime a new Twilight movie comes out I die a little inside.

It drives me to reread all my wonderful vampire novels. I have busted out The Vampire Chronicles, Lost Souls, Dracula, and a few others. GOOD Vampire novels. Unlike Twatlight that is crap. I also decided to order Carmilla since I have never read it and I really want to.

In between reading these I have started reading some hilarious parodies of classics that Mim threw at me as I left her house the other day. She gifted me with Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, (lol it's fantastic) The Prequel to that one, The Dawn of the Dreadfulls, and Abe Lincoln, Zombie Hunter. I recommend all these for a light and funny read.

I'm boring. I have an idea for some form of short story to write. More on that later if it pans out.

Need to stop being so angry all the time.
Stress, please DIAF.

I'm out

Strangley enough, Marylin Mansons old music always makes me so happy

Probably because I've always listened to him with my big brother when it was on the radio. When I was older and able to purchase my own music, I spent an entire summer with my best friend Jake and my love chunk Kris. That summer was spent wandering the streets till all hours of the night, sleeping under trees and in Jakes basement room during the day. It was the summer my mother allowed me to dye my hair black and I was allowed to stay out till one. A summer of stolen kisses between Kris and I, of night games with the neighborhood kids, of getting up early to go haul Jake out of bed just to lay around and fall asleep again. The summer we toilet papered six or seven houses on our own block. Always with Manson on as the soundtrack to our summer. Except for one night, one night it was "Fountain of Youth" by the Butthole Surfers. Seriously, Jakes parents were out of town and we threw open all the doors and blasted it over and over again. Haha. One day I will make Jake come see us for a week and we will wander the streets, listen to music, and drink too much coffee.
And I will be happy again for a little while.

I slept with a poster of this man above my bed for years. I still have it, I still am madly in love with Manson, but I can't stand his last cd. Like really I hate it, I blame Evan Rachel Wood. She's ruining him. I can't believe they're getting married. Seriously Manson? Now you're just a gross old man instead of an amazingly creepy sex god. Oh well, I will always love you for Antichrist Superstar, Golden Age of Grotesque and All American Family. For those you will still be worshiped as my god.

"1996"

anti choice
anti girl
I am the anti-flag unfurled
anti white and anti man
I got the anti-future plan
anti fascist
anti mod
I am the anti-music god
anti sober
anti whore
there will never be enough of anti more
I can't believe in the things
that don't believe in me
now it's your turn to see misanthropy
anti people now you've gone too far
here's your antichrist superstar
anti money
anti hate
anti things I fucked and ate
anti cop
anti fun
here is my anti-president gun
anti Satan
anti black
anti world is on my back
anti gay and anti dope
I am the faggot anti-pope


anti peace
anti life
anti husband, anti wife
anti song and anti me
I don't deserve a chance to be

The Devil dances on a blasted, blighted world - no humanity remains, just a barren, sterile wasteland that's slowly destroying itself. He dances in delight and joy at what he sees as his creation - total destruction.

"Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh evil? Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?" – Epicurus

Today I am reminding myself why I am not a christian.