Hello, started out as a baby bat few years before a preteen. I'm multi- talented and I can be very creative. I'm working on pursuing my creative ideas (fashion, writing, etc). I am a fashion ambassador. My personality and style is very dark but sometimes I can have a iridescent soul. I listen to mostly post-punk, metal, and rap. The angrier the better in my opinion. Also I love horror movies and been watching since I was 2. The scarier the horror movie the better. I find them very comforting.
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5 foto's
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1 Video’s
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Woont in Suffolk
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Vanaf Emporia
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Female
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Single
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10/08/1999
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Gevolgd door 3 people
Basic Info
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Who I'd like to meet:
I'd like to meet people in Virginia. -
Vibe:
🦇 Goth -
Music:
The cure, twin tribes, corpse, Dethklok -
Movies/TV:
Saw, the Conjuring universe, American Horror story, Superhero -
Books:
I hate reading. But if I do it's usually something short or with pictures. -
Heroes:
Jesus, Batman, it's Black Friday, and Goth subculture in general
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English
Arabic
French
Spanish
Portuguese
Deutsch
Turkish
Italiano
Russian
Romaian
Portuguese (Brazil)
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Actueel
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My aunt told me that #christmas is not a holiday but a feeling. Honestly I feel the same, about Halloween instead. I would start celebrating All Hallow's Eve in August, yet I can't do anything Christmas-y until Black Friday.My aunt told me that #christmas is not a holiday but a feeling. Honestly I feel the same, about Halloween instead. I would start celebrating All Hallow's Eve in August, yet I can't do anything Christmas-y until Black Friday.0 Reacties 0 aandelen 1K Views
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Here comes paranoia knocking on my door,
Here comes fear, entering in to explore.
Here comes decay, following slow and grim,
Next is death, walking hand in hand with him.
An angel approaches, a light so bright,
"Walk to the light," is it another life, or eternal night?
Decaying like a mushroom, as time takes its toll,
Bodies lifted to heaven, ascending to a higher role.Here comes paranoia knocking on my door, Here comes fear, entering in to explore. Here comes decay, following slow and grim, Next is death, walking hand in hand with him. An angel approaches, a light so bright, "Walk to the light," is it another life, or eternal night? Decaying like a mushroom, as time takes its toll, Bodies lifted to heaven, ascending to a higher role.0 Reacties 0 aandelen 1K Views -
In shadows deep, where darkness dwells,
Cruelty smiles, negativity tells.
Demons trail, a haunting plight,
Trying to halt my inner light.
Everywhere, their presence sneers,
In screens and faces, fueling fears.
Monsters lurk, in corners creep,
Laughing softly, beneath my sleep.
Yet, I fight, with courage bright,
Seeking solace, in endless night.
I call to God, with fervent plea,
Chase them back to hell, and set me free.
A God-fearing soul, I yearn to find,
Peace in heart, and peace in mind.In shadows deep, where darkness dwells, Cruelty smiles, negativity tells. Demons trail, a haunting plight, Trying to halt my inner light. Everywhere, their presence sneers, In screens and faces, fueling fears. Monsters lurk, in corners creep, Laughing softly, beneath my sleep. Yet, I fight, with courage bright, Seeking solace, in endless night. I call to God, with fervent plea, Chase them back to hell, and set me free. A God-fearing soul, I yearn to find, Peace in heart, and peace in mind.0 Reacties 0 aandelen 2K Views1
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