|From the time my grandmother took care of me mostly because my parents were nothing but drunks back then, I had always had deep feelings spiritualy in winter... I was born in december an i was always alone... Even though I had an older brother. Living at my grandmothers for half my life i grew rather familiar an comfortable to the houses conditions... Nothing modern in the house exept for the electricity an water... My grandmother had always had a green thumb for plants... No matter the weather.. my grandmothers yard blossomed with plants.. The house had a mellow depressant feel... Rotting walls an ambient lighting at night... I always imagined an pretended as a child that I could cast magic and slay demons... It was the only thing i knew as a child besides lonely days an nights with the nintendo 64... For some strange reason during winters i had always felt something spiritual i could never comprehend or explain in words... I could only feel it... I feel that black magic claims me... Only for reasons that in growing up i found most gross an forbidden things normal to me... I could never think positive of my actions... I always found life in the wrong... To not go a day without some form of negativity... I understand... Though i cannot put in words to what i have experienced in life... Though i feel if i had the knowledge i truly seek... I would be closer to my destiny. An if anything is most beautiful to me in sight on this earth I truly love whatching the stars at night... I love gazing at them with deep ambient music. An for what kind of music I listin to I personally prefer black metal an my favorite band is Ceremonial Castings, favorite songs from them are (Immortal black art) (Midnight deathcult phenomena) (When winter spectres come) look out for their sick intros... Seriously!.... It is a band like no other... An I love playing the piano.
Taken by a beautiful young lady : Vampirila