Another Hatred
Today was depressing. I had the urge to inflict pain unto myself, so I did.
I found a pair of old dusty scissors in my cupboard. I went upstairs to my lair and slowly I started to draw blood from my arm. The pain rushed to my head, and it became quite rewarding. I found a liking of cutting myself.
Sean called me, and asked me to go to his house. When I arrived there, we went up to his room, where there, we had passionate gothic sex on his bed, then we rolled onto his floor. When we were done, I left, went back to my house, and went to sleep. I dreamed of a witch, coming after me, an evil witch that was attacking me. In confusion, I ran into an empty house, and their, I was stabbed by a group of deranged people, that were witch hunters. When I furiosuly tried fighting them, one man picked up a stake and came at my face with it. I suddenly birsted out crying and then I woke up. I walked over to my mirror, and noticed a cut mark on my face. It seemed as if my dreams were becoming real.
My gothic death
deathxdoom
I found a pair of old dusty scissors in my cupboard. I went upstairs to my lair and slowly I started to draw blood from my arm. The pain rushed to my head, and it became quite rewarding. I found a liking of cutting myself.
Sean called me, and asked me to go to his house. When I arrived there, we went up to his room, where there, we had passionate gothic sex on his bed, then we rolled onto his floor. When we were done, I left, went back to my house, and went to sleep. I dreamed of a witch, coming after me, an evil witch that was attacking me. In confusion, I ran into an empty house, and their, I was stabbed by a group of deranged people, that were witch hunters. When I furiosuly tried fighting them, one man picked up a stake and came at my face with it. I suddenly birsted out crying and then I woke up. I walked over to my mirror, and noticed a cut mark on my face. It seemed as if my dreams were becoming real.
My gothic death
deathxdoom