Vampires

Vampires.Homo-nocturna as we people have so convineantly invented for them. You have to wonder who they are, how they work and most importantly, what does it feel like to be among them. Stalking and hunting people in the depths of night....amking us look like Coca-cola bottles waiting to be popped.Well scientifically speaking its quite sensible...think about it.....Vampires are dead creatures OR things that cease to function. Maybe that is why they require blood...to function...like petrol for a car.And the engine...well u might have guessed it...the heart. Thats why you have to stake it.Whoever OR whatever made vampires had thought a lot about it though dun u think..hah. anyway shifting from scientifically to metaphorically. if vampires did exists i wouldnt think they would advertise their presence....i mean come on so much power and if us greedy, scheming humans somehow managed to get a hold of it or maybe shape it, it would be byebye for their kind.So if they actually DID exists how would it feel like to be them??Imagine being almost invincible.Anyway if they did exist we would have probably heard abt them or their killings more likely heh..As for the "type" of them , there is the Anne Rice type which are the elder vampires... with dark gifts to power them and there's the Max Shrek type or if you are more familliar with the Nosferatu title which are the ugly but strong ones. With long fingers to curl around their victims necks or stuff like dat anyway dats all dat i can write for now so......................... Au Revoir!!!

Perfection(this may well be anything but good)

Perfect. Perfection they say comes with a price. In todays world perfection is everwhere anywhere and nowhere. For example do you remember saying "Mmm.... this coffee is just perfect!!" or "My would look perfect with this handbag.." etc etc. Yet there are people who say things like "Nothing in this world is perfect" or "Nobody but god is perfect". If you ask me , i think god has made his/her share of mistakes . What mistakes you ask me? Well he made....us. His presentation of himself as some would put it. Anyway back to my point its true that nobody considers him/herself perfect in any sense but think about it we are perfectly UN-perfect . So those among us with low self asteem should contemplate and see the reality of it all. Like i said earlier , perfection is everywhere , anywhere and nowhere. Its only how you see it not how you become it.

Its Been Awhile By Staind

it's been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it's been awhile
Since I first saw you
And it's been awhile
Since I could stand on my own two feet again
And it's been awhile
Since I could call you
And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I've rendered
I've stretched myself beyond my means
And it's been awhile
Since I can say that I wasn't addicted
And it's been awhile
Since I can say I love myself as well
And it's been awhile
Since I've gone and fucked things up just like I always do
And it's been awhile
But all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you
And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I've rendered
I've gone and fucked things up again
Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away
Just one more peaceful day!
And it's been awhile
Since I could look at myself straight
And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry
And it's been awhile
Since I've seen the way the candle lights your face
And it's been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste
And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem to be I know it's me
I cannot blame this on my father
He did the best he could for me
And it's been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry

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