Darque Days Ahead
Thee appearance of thy Cruelle Solar Orbbe hath shone lyght upon thy darquest recesses of my soulle. I must scurry like the rodentry seeking solace in the shadowes. I would be most delyghted if thy skies above resumed their dreary gloomery.
I feele as though I were in a glass tomb of emotion. It is tymes such as these when I feele as though it would be best were I to shuffle off this dreadful mortal coyle. But howe? Shoulde I suspend myselfe from an acient oak? Submit to thy hunger of a sin-ister vampyre? Perhaps a phial of sweet acetaminophyn will kill the pain? I could slippe effortlessly away and marry my inner voide with that of thy Eternal Forlorning. Perhaps we could honeymoon in Bucharest. That would be quite lovely.
I do believe this spell cheque programme is quite worthless. Halfe of my words appear in red although I am proven to be quite proficient in spellyng. I shall draft correspondance to the Live Journal staffe poste haste.
I feele as though I were in a glass tomb of emotion. It is tymes such as these when I feele as though it would be best were I to shuffle off this dreadful mortal coyle. But howe? Shoulde I suspend myselfe from an acient oak? Submit to thy hunger of a sin-ister vampyre? Perhaps a phial of sweet acetaminophyn will kill the pain? I could slippe effortlessly away and marry my inner voide with that of thy Eternal Forlorning. Perhaps we could honeymoon in Bucharest. That would be quite lovely.
I do believe this spell cheque programme is quite worthless. Halfe of my words appear in red although I am proven to be quite proficient in spellyng. I shall draft correspondance to the Live Journal staffe poste haste.