everyone hates me...i hate then...they act like they like me...but i can tell...they don't like me...it's cause i'm a witch isn't it? yes...everything was just fine until dat came up...

i had lot's of friends...

i was really popular...

i had no enemys...

but...

the blood...

it tasted sweet...
delicious...
delectible...
i loved it...
i hungered for more...

then...

they became uneasy around me..

i laughed in their faces...staring at their ridiculously frightened faces...
i had pale skin...
i had dark eyes...
i've become gothic they told me...

i've become a witch..

...i don't care if u don't believe it...i don't care if u talk about it...just shut da hell up about it and leave me alone...

Name: Deanna
Definition: Goddess; Divine

Fav color(s): Black, Blood Red, Silver

Fav Singer/Rapper: Eminem

Fav Band: Linkin Park

Desperate wish: To b left alone...in isolation...with a laptop with dsl...and a grand piano playing and playing to my hearts content...

Song dat bess describes me: Moonlight Sonata: Movement 1