dark desire.

My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear;
And let thy gentle fingers fling
Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear.
If in this heart a hope be dear,
That sound shall charm it forth again:
If in these eyes there lurk a tear,
'Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain.

But bid the strain be wild and deep,
Nor let thy notes of joy be first:
I tell thee, minstrel, I must weep,
Or else this heavy heart will burst;
For it hath been by sorrow nursed,
And ached in sleepless silence, long;
And now 'tis doomed to know the worst,
And break at once - or yield to song.

-Lord Byron


Well I'm kinsey(yuck) but my friends call me Lenore. and heres a few things about me


I LOVE ♥guys in tight pants and eyeliner♥little kids♥coffee♥playing my guitar[bella muerte]♥harassing strangers♥Absolute Boyfriend♥vampires♥Ouran High School Host Club♥good poetry♥being a yaoi fangirl♥dr. pepper♥wolves♥Gravitation♥rainy days♥screamo♥lip rings♥cats♥you♥knowing there are people who love me♥My Chemical Romance♥writing♥Loveless♥Jesus♥♥♥

~Music~
My Chemical Romance
Dir en Gray
The Academy Is...
AFI
Gackt
Anberlin
As I Lay Dying
Underoath
Bright Eyes
Beloved
Chevelle
Cold War Kids
Flyleaf
I Am Ghost
Rise Against
Leathermouth
MxPx
Nightwish
Taking Back Sunday
30 Seconds to Mars
Hawthorne Heights
Explosions in the Sky
Senses Fail
Escape the Fate


I HATE -White people who pretend they're black-people who call everyone else posers-rap lyrics-bright lights-little red wagons-my family-people who like to try to make me someone I'm not-homophobes-headaches-being tired-people who quote the bible irrelevantly in an argument-people who force their morals upon others-my school-preps-abercrombie and bitch..ahem, fitch



~~The following is a poem one of my friends wrote for a short story i was writing. I thought it was so amazing that I had to post it. If you'd like the whole story, let me know and I'll type it up for you sometime~~

Here I scrawl my pitiful last words
How did it come to this end?
I woke up in my coffin so ready to live
But it seems I wil die again

Oh, my beloved, how can you say?
Say that you'll free me and whisk me away?
You see, this is life, which was taken from me
I thought of our love but its not to be

So I let the blood run down my hands
To merge and distort with my tears and the sand
So now, my cowardly lover, what will you do?
Revenge is sweet, now I shall torment you

-Kelley