I hate how people are scared of death nowadays. Why would anyone love this miserable and imperfect life? I wish I could be a vampire. It may be a curse to some, but the power, bloodlust, and control you have over others are indescribable.
I love writing in my diary at random graveyards, often on gloomy days. the foggiier the colder the murkier the better it is. The death and despair makes me happy, its ironic but only in these places do I even feel alive.
death isn't the end that's for sure.
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