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A few personas/totems I like to wear I have a face for every occasion... |
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This one is BAD news I don't need to explain this one...just look at it. |
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FEED ME! BRAAAAIIINSSSSSS.....BRRAAIINNNNSSSSSSS... ...BRRRAAAAAIIINNNSSSS. |
Now I'm ANGRY.... The last thing most people will see before I bite their head clean off... |
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Mirror mirror on the wall... The face that greets me in the mirror each day... ...just add a pink mohawk. |
My oh my! Just remember this one if anyone offers you a blow job in a club...sure it'll be great...but a tad...draining? |
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I love house guests... What a perky little smile! such good teeth! almost charming...until it's speaks. |
Ah! what a lovely I was! Then I got REAL beat up with the ugly stick, oh well...*strokes her mask* |
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Totem Animal Vultures are my favorite birds,feasting on the flesh of the dead and their lack of feathers on the head makes it less messy getting in and out of bloody corpses for a tidbit. |
Guardian This would be my soul-mate, I internalized this Guardian at a young age... I'm fine with our arrangement...sorta. |
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Hmmmmmmmm OoooW! The arrogance! |
My wings You have wings of STEEL. No one's really sure why, but at this point in your life you've shut off emotion to the point of extreme apathy. You are cold and indifferent much of the time...or perhaps you're just a good pretender. Next to impossible to get close to, even those who do never see the real you. It's entirely possible that YOU don't even know the real you. You have a certain fascination or attraction to destruction on a massive scale - disasters, perhaps even death or the concept of the Apocalypse. Because you hold so much inside, one day you're simply going to snap. Then the mask will fall away, and your true wings will be revealed. Until then you will deal with whatever comes your way in icy bitter silence and acceptance. On the positive side, you are fearless and immeasurably strong - not much can crack through your defenses. You intrigue people, who can't help but wonder why you're the way you are. A loner and one who spends much of their time brooding and contemplating life and death - you are a time bomb waiting to explode and create some destruction of your own. |
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Breed with me... If you dare... |
I never cry... Dry as a bone here bub, dry as a bone. But don't she fake the weeping angel pose so well? Like the stone itself, she feels nothing. |
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