Don’t Cry For Me, Grace. I’m Not

It's The Lack Of Humanity In The Human Psyche That Haunts Me. The Hypocrisy. How People As A Group Can Take Something Like Tolerance And Contort It Into A New Form Of Intolerance And Conformity. The Way Humanity Can Justify Any Kind Of Evil.

How Could One Sentence Uttered In Anger Cause So Much Damage? But Then Words Were The Most Powerful Thing In The Universe. Cuts And Bruises Always Healed, But Words Spoken In Anger Were Most Often Permanent. They Didn’t Damage The Body, They Destroyed The Spirit. (acheron)

Ah, Those Were The Days…the Dark-hunters Hunted Us, We Slaughtered Them. We Made Our Homes In Underground Catacombs And Crypts Where The Hunters Couldn’t Go Without Getting Possessed. It Was An Interesting Time To Be Apollite Or Daimon. But That Was Before We Discovered Civilization And Modern Conveniences. Before The Human World Developed Enough To Where We Could Exist At Night Under The Pretense Of Being One Of Them. Apollites Owning Businesses And Houses. Daimons Playing Nintendo. What Is This World Coming To? (thanatos)

Oh, Pooh, You’re Just Like Akri. No, Simmi, Don’t Be Breathing Fire Around The Flammable Objects Or Small Children. Except For That Black Plastic Card That’s Not Really Plastic. It Some Metal Thing, But The Simi Loves It Cause It Let Her Buy Everything She Want Without Limit. He Never Say No To Simi When She Use It. Oh, Hello, There, Fang. You Okay? You Looking Kind Of Peaked Or Piqued Or…? Oh, Heck, The Simi Can Never Keep Those Straight. (simi)

We’re Always Alone. You Can Be In A Crowded Room And Still Feel The Bite Of Loneliness. Personally, I Find That It Bites Deepest Whenever Others Are Around.