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- Current Residence: The Core of Stars
- Interests: theft and adultery, devilment and witchery
- Favourite movie: Nekromantic
- Favourite band or musician: Mozart
- Favourite genre of music: Classical
- Favourite artist: Myself
- Favourite poet or writer: Myself
- Favourite photographer: Myself
- Favourite style of art: Surrealism and Eroticism
- Operating System: Saws and hammers
- Skin of choice: Serpent Skin
- Favourite game: Russian roulette
- Favourite gaming platform: Red Beds
- Favourite cartoon character: Eveready Harton
- Personal Quote: "the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul is to be expunged" Blake
- Tools of the Trade: Photoshop
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"...we live in darkness, just out of their sight...in the sounds they cannot hear...in the colors they cannot see...where they are not...we are grey shadows across the boy's shirt...the racing clouds...the pools of darkness..."
- William S. Burroughs
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Lady Noctívaga
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"What if there's no more fun to have?
And all I got is what I had?"
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Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another
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"Death, so called,
is a thing which makes men weep,
And yet a third of life is passed in sleep. "
~Lord Byron
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..:::Look for me in a Place where sorrow has 1000 names:::..
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A noite cai como um manto reluzente dos ombros de um principe sobre um escravo. Ele se ergue um homem livre.
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"Dear Diary...today I was pompous and my sister was crazy. Today, we were kidnapped by hill folk never to be seen again. It was the best day ever."
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The nights can be as long as you make them.
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