April 8, 2010

Bury all your secrets in my skin

So I'm reading Interview With The Vampire (finally) and it's just overwhelming. I can't explain the emotions that birth within me when I read the beauty and devastation of being a vampire. Louis, for one, is just a shattered shell, hollow to the bone. I have fallen in love with this particular character. Maybe because Anne Rice tore the words from my chest and turned it into his song, exactly the way I would sing it.



This is the real shit, my friends.

Till then.

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