"But first, on earth as Vampire sent,

Thy corpse shall from its tomb be rent:

Then ghastly haunt thy native place,

And suck the blood of all thy race;

There from thy daughter, sister, wife,

At midnight drain the stream of life;

Yet loathphotobuckete the banquet which perforce

Must feed thy livid living corpse.

Thy victims are they yet expire

Shall know the demon for their sire,

As cursing thee, thou cursing them,

Thy flowers withered on the stem.

-Lord Byron (Giaour)

I hide in the shadows,

And long for the night,

For I am a Vampire,

Forever imprisoned by the night

The moon is my sun,

The night is my day,

Blood is my life,

And you are my prey.

Death is the path I choose

There`s no Heaven there is no Hell

Because we`re living in it now,

There`s no Heaven in the land of Hell,

“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!

By that Heaven that bends above us—by that God we both adore—

Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,

It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore—

Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.”

Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

-Edgar Allan Poe

Someone once said: It`s the good girls who keep diaries; the bad girls never have the time. Me... I just want to live a life I`m going to remember. Even if I don`t write it down.