How odd, I find myself single, and alone, even though those, two go hand in hand. But that's not the odd part, the odd part is for the first time I'm single, and not feeling like A need someone to share my bed, I'm slowly fighting to get over my addiction to sex, and basing my relationships on physical affection, but in truth I think I'm ment to be A casual dater, then again maybe I'm just stuck looking for that right person, but it always seems like the right one, is with the wrong guy already, and he has no interest in letting her go..
Then again maybe it's just the fact she's with somebody else that draws me to her, after all I have a thing for Sins, and forbidden fruit is like my candy. Then again when I do fall in love it's one sided, like nobody could ever love me for me. So everything I hate about me is what makes me worth one night of exstacy one night of sins with the silver tounged devil, then like all good hearted people, they wake up from the intoxicating night of pleasure to realize they want something more dependable, more pure, they curse me for my taint, or demand that I devote my life to them, and them only..
I prize my freedom far to deeply to ever be somebody's slave unless of my own free will, I'd rather be in control, I'd rather pull the strings, I enjoy watching others dance, but I fall for my toys, and not in A deep rooted love, but like the love of an owner, I simply want to own it cause it's mine, because it once gave itself freely to me, I want it to dance for me forever, to always be at y call, and never say no...
But they always do, tired of being played with they move on, find someone who'll promise them more, asking for truth, but hating that truth is passion, and love is simply the lie given to them at night when the covers are tucked, and they're told the monsters won't hurt them, long as they find love, and believe what they're told with out question..
I've seen the monsters that live under my bed, I've fed on the energy of the skeletons in my closet, my demons kept me company when everyone else turned away in hate, and greed. My demons wispered to me in the long nights, told me what to think, and why pain hurts. They told me how to react, and to never show true pain, only lies, I've learned well the power of the mask we wear, I've loved others for the mask they wear, only to find the human beneath tainted, and boring. The taste of souls is refined, the desire for blood deep, and yet to find anything pure is A thing of legend, For one year, I wanna walk alone, I wanna slip into that void where others hide, I want the liquor to stain my lips, and expand my mind, I want to transcend, and be free of my body long enough to not be burdened by it, I want my soul to be free like it once was, I want to get lost in dream worlds where every one is friend, and no one is better then me, I want my lovers to be be coy, but passionate, I wanna be free, even if just for A short while let me taint and teach, let me be teacher, and lover, let me return to my youth for just A little while, so I might escape the shackles of age, and flesh...
after all I am the one who told you about this sire. 