| || They asked me to say a bit about myself, but I digress (already) the "box" that I given to put "who I am" in isn't and will never be big enough. Who am I? I can not be contained. I am no one, and yet, if you look down my throat, you would see countless universes. You think I'm joking, or that this description is a farce. Not at all, and on the contrary. I AM LKJ Slain. And no one can be LKJ Slain BUT me. I am deep, romantic, charismatic, and cruel. I'm a lover, a fighter, an intensely sexual being and a dramatic enigma wrapped up in a challenge. YOUR challenge... unwrap... if you dare, for the world that lies within is nothing short of a demented twisting of thorny morbid beauty and sadness. The kind that makes you lock yourself in a room for several days only to emerge a hero... a conqueror. I regret to inform you that I am a figment of your imagination... Furthermore, you might be distressed to realize that I am invisible to the naked eye. |
My driver's licence says that I am 29... alas, we all know that I am 19 and will be as such until the day that I die. I am married, to a person deep as I, but on the surface a fool. Yet, lover or fool he serves me greatly. I have a fondness for cats and other animals, and dearly love my friends. If you are called "friend" then you are on my mind. If you are not, then I might not have ever met you.
I was created in the image of God, for I am a creator. I am a writer, an actress, a director, a jewelry designer, a decorator and a saboteur of myself, which (in it's cycle) always brings me down a notch.
My fairy tale character -Is an awe inspiring seductress named Temiriss.
Her long raven colored hair curls only at the tips and leaves just enough space for you to admire deep set red eyes surrounded by glimmers of black and gold. Her gown is dyed with English Yew flowing from a leather corset.
She, by day is a Ginny of grace and gratitude to all who serve her. Spoon feeding them kind words to evoke their love and fancy. She, by night, is a fierce and fiery vampire nymph who goes to the rooms of young men untouched and unsuspecting who can not refuse the charms and wiles of such a statute of power, seduction and allure.
She treats them as pets and calls their names in the dead dark of night. And she feeds her many lovers hemlock to destroy the very idea of the man... Ezekiel... who once scorned her. If you listen carefully when you lay your head down... you might hear her call your name.
Choose me... if you will my loves. @firetyger http://firetyger.xanga.com/767462000/miss-xangamerica-round-i-announcement/
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