To the two and a half people who keep up with me on here, I just thought you might be interested in my real blog.
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Take Care,
Daniel


HungerHungerHunger
“Life is for the living. Death, too, is for the living. If you are fascinated or entertained by death, make the most of it while you’re alive. When you really are dead, it won’t hold any interest at all.” - Anton Szandor LaVey
“Please let me eat her,” she groaned, her eyes not leaving the little girl. “Please, just a couple bites.”
“No Lynn, no.” He wouldn’t look at the girl; instead, he remained facing his wife. “We can’t eat her, no matter what.” He closed his eyes and shook his head. “No matter what.”
“But, but this is our onl


QuizzesPeople do a lot of quizzes. Not school quizzes, but the online ones that try to tell you something about yourself you happened to miss or the ones where you fill out a series of pathetic questions in the hopes of amusing the friends that will, of course, eventually not read them. I wish to bring you a thorough reporting on one such quiz I stumbled upon during my late night journaling.Quizzes
Question one: What color underwear are you wearing right now? This is why these quizzes are considered to be personal; not because they tell about your personality necessarily, but because they do an excellent job of


ThawingThawingThawing
Thunderstorm in her eyes, vanilla skin, like ice her store-bought lathered scent shivers under my hot fingers. My hand desires the snow to melt, tracing from her chin down to her waist, creamy, pressed in a shell. Dancing are the demons, warm as blood my lips, my fingertips, playing along the rigid melting sweat in my tiny, snowy hell.
Thawed by the heat, she whispers only air into the steam filling my nose; once vanilla she is human, primal and raw and hungry, her eyes committed to a coup that spreads the thunder from her eyes to her ski


Breath of LifeBreath of LifeBreath of Life
Hello, my name is George “Hello George” and I have been air-free for three minutes now. “Snaps for George.”
I hadn’t realized just how liberating it would be to go without air.
I have to admit, I was scared to take the plunge and for the first two minutes I was really freaking out.
It’s pretty calm now,
all peaceful and serene, though my chest is pounding and my ears feel clogged and everything’s
kinda dark.
I sure hope that the CPR fails
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Btw... I'm keeping that Heart Pillow! Every time I sleep with it I smile.
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Give me but one firm spot on which to stand, and I will move the earth. Archimedes
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Give me but one firm spot on which to stand, and I will move the earth. Archimedes
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It is only an auctioneer who can equally and impartially admire all schools of art.
- Oscar Wilde, The Critic as Artist, 1891
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There are four i's in my name.
~Member of the *fireemblem-club~
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Remember, remember the fifth of November
V for Vendetta
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