KinkQueen Bella Deviance's blog: "I Am The Who When You Call Who's There"

As I was speaking about Livejournal... for your viewing pleasure... some of our conversations and OLD AS HELL photos [over 5 years old!!]

Vampiric = Whitney.  DarkAries= Me.

VampiricMazohyst: I can't type anything right today
VampiricMazohyst: Jesus H Christ
ADarkAries: Jesus Horatio Christ?
ADarkAries: Jesus is Mexican too?
ADarkAries: so that's where holy guacomolie came from!

ADarkAries: I'm sorry Italia
VampiricMazohyst: meh?
VampiricMazohyst: and I almost typed men
ADarkAries: that we didn't call you back when your phone ctut out
VampiricMazohyst: wow. I'm delirious, or however that's spelled
VampiricMazohyst: I almost typed men instead of meh
VampiricMazohyst: and when I read your typo "ctut" I thought it said cunt for a minute
ADarkAries: lmfao
VampiricMazohyst: *blinks and shakes her head a few times*
VampiricMazohyst: ok, I'm going to try and wank up now
VampiricMazohyst: ...
VampiricMazohyst: WAKE
VampiricMazohyst: wake, goddamn, wake
ADarkAries: lmfao

VampiricMazohyst: my cell is so ghetto at points. I was sitting IN AN EFFING TREE and got a signal, but had issues getting it in here, my room, or outside sitting on the wall
ADarkAries: *giggles*
ADarkAries: Whinnie was up a tree
ADarkAries: Quick, call the fire department!
ADarkAries: Mroooooow!

And the one time she went to attempt suicide, she wrote us personalized notes and a poem....

Tragedy : I'm so sorry. This had to happen. I love you so much and I'll always be looking after you.

Direct from Whitney Jo, I give to you "The Diary Of A Masochist"

Dizzy dizzy, spinning ‘round
Red blood dripping to the ground
Flows from long thin stinging slits
Sliced in pale white porcelain wrists
A mark, a brand, a burn, a scar
Urged by voices from afar
Carved and marred milk white skin
Caused by demons from within
Voices screaming in her head
Telling her she’s better off dead
Lost, confused, so far gone
Barely hears the whispered, “Hold on.”
Fading memories, random flashes
Ever deeper grow the slashes
No prayers answered, where was her deity?
When another soul was lost to society

*smiles softly and waves*

Good-bye

Even in death, our love goes on.

I love you, my Italia.

Ma soeur, tu es mon ami toujours.  Je voudrais pour toi etre avec moi.

Je t'aime <3