Satan meditating...we actually were on a river raft trip...the one and only time I have ever been camping! I am not the camping sort, the bathroom issue, the bugs, the sleeping on the floor, not for me, but Satan is a camping man...!
Previously called Bridge To Nowhere, the Vampyre Diaries starts where I jumped off the Bridge and into my next phase of rantings, ravings, and anything else I feel like writing about. No longer am I writing to vent my frustrations about a job I hate, as I took my own advice and quit what I couldn't stand doing. However, I am sure I will find plenty of other things to rant about as thats what all dark things do.
My cold black heart says enter if you dare, see where I have been, where I am going, and if it is just too cold in here for you, then by all means........GET OUT! xoxo