Random writes 💞💕

 Today I saw on Pinterest a poem ; vampires kiss  "Beware the kiss of the living dead  it will leave you wanting  Hunger delays once he's fed  But soon restarts the hunting." I saw it as the reality of 'toxic love' if I may put it that way. it will leave you hungry for more making you  forget it's dead and gone, you may have quenched they're hunger at the time but it's just in their nature to move on to the next clueless prey leaving you to tend to its after math alone, you toss turn wondering why you weren't enough ignoring how it could have killed you, but yet you crave the hurt and the few moments of pleasure none the less. . ..and at times it tends to change you making you simply a fraction of what you once were, you begin to cause the same damage to those within your grasp... you hope that someone takes that stake of love and pierces it through your heart killing the thirst and bringing you back to what you once were, but at times it remains n

  after a couple of days I decided its worth going on a stroll enjoy the sun rays on a beautiful day... you know get some vitamin D. not to lie the sun bothers me... its bright and I understand why people may want to let loose on a sunny day, indulge in the ideas of sun filled summer, I must confess. Sometimes I wonder how it would be if I was the kind to let loose in the sun while enjoying each second of it without hesitation, but alas I enjoy the silent shadows of the night, the quiet whispers and the tender light of the moon. sometimes I ponder on the possibility that I may be a vampire but tis to good to be true. on my walk it was peaceful, if only I could capture the moment of bliss, but I guess life must move on and I will patiently wait on my next moment and till then I hope to survive the deadly snares of school my archnemesis... the one villain that tends to win every time  the treacherous hallways that closes up on me taking my breath away in the worst ways possible, the crow

  welcome to random writes... it may not be a place of perfect stories but its home, where I can turn turn the clocks of time forward or back, re-live moments or create my own while sharing with others...  it's wonderland but even wonderland wasn't perfection and not to forget Alice had to fall through a hole and I have prepared this very hole of mine it may not be as wide or defined it may otherwise be deeper and darker, but aren't shadows in the night just as beautiful as shadows in the day? I hope you enjoy reading as much as I did typing, so on your journey through my blog be safe and guarded, like and dislike, be yourself 😅 enjoy or remake but don't let the words hit you on the way. sticks and stones may break our bones but words can do much worse   ps; this picture isn't mine💕