This Xanga is the manifesto of my pure inner goth. I am the original tortured artist--the archetype of modern depressed, detached teenagers--who seeks isolation within the black art of morbid and artistic creation. The layout of and colors in my site reflect the absolute darkness in my soul. Do not be deceived by my blatant optimism, for mine is truly the will of a vampire. I have neither mercy nor a heart in this vapid form. I am really bad. I mean it. So, so bad.
For any of you who can't hear the music on my dropdown menu, hold Shift and click on THIS.
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Due to space limitations, I'll be deleting some of the pictures I posted in entries from way back. If you find that images anywhere in this journal don't show up (dead links), and you want to see the picture, leave a comment on the entry where the picture came from, and I'll get a copy of the picture to you *only if my server hosted it*.
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Sunday, March 22, 2009 Only Mick could make me copy/paste a freakin' chain event.
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