Lost in a sea of madness......
Welcome to Darkness.........
Are you lost? Probably......
Welcome to where The Knowledge lies to her loved ones; saving them from a fate worse than their impending demise: knowing when it all ends.
My name is Arlene you can call me Lena, Cookie or Pockets.
Horror movies make me cream my pants. I'm a sick perverted little girl with a mind and body to go with that. I love rock music, old and new...
People think I'm a bit weird but who cares what people think.
When there is going to be blood, I make damn sure that I am dressed for the occasion. I'm an amateur photographer. I am a girl who is easy to please. Just a small nightmare before christmas trinket will have me all shits and giggles. Normally I keep to myself, but at the request of some friends I am going out on my own....I would love the company of someone, anyone who I can get along with.... Sharps and shinys make me happy. Like I said I am easy to please. Simple and sweet. An absent minded type of individual. A cynical kind of optimism that is sweeping the nation but infecting not a soul but my own. I am a writer; a think tank, if you will, brimming over with useless information just waiting for a chance for someone to hear me; no for someone to listen to me. My alert type of matter of factness is sickening and cheerful all at the same time. I can be but won't try to be comforting. A friend of mine says that I am like an old itchy wool blanket; you know that I'm bad for your skin but I keep you so warm. So you'll use me anyways cause your too damn lazy to go and get a different blanket or buy a new one. With everything, I sometimes feel like that mat sitting outside your front door. I have the words "Please Enter" scrawled across my chest with deep, open, bleeding sores; you step on me and wipe your feet, so as not to track your mental debris into the home. Then it sticks within my wounds, embedded inside the gaping flesh; infecting my heart with your sickness....The disease of emptiness.
The verdict is in and the Jury is out....
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And daaaaaaamn. That sounds like it's worse than being a normal beat cop! Knowing that the kids going in there are doing stuff like that first hand, AND that they're going out into the world with those kind of mind sets soon...?
...Doooood. That freaks ME out. She's got to be a BAMF. Also, glad she seems to be doing well. emotion_yatta