I have had the misfortune of having my heart broken. The allegations against Marilyn Manson made me sad. I hope these things are untrue, but the main argument that I’ve heard is the accusers waited too long, so they’re lying. Like many artists, I have to pour my feelings into my craft, or the anger ...

Every state has a distinct personality and culture. It’s smart to marry someone who complements our personality. It may be wise to choose where we live in the same way.

Who needs to bring a knife to a gunfight, when all you have to do is leave your heart wide open? Hand them the match, what will they do? Will they let your heart go up in flames, and be consumed by the smoke inhalation, and turn to ash? Or will they give your heart ...

I’m lost Where am I? Hey Can you see me? Do you know me? where was I last? what should I do? Hey If you see me Distract me A good coffee should do it Then text me My location I will GPS there Wait Who are we looking for? My Sanity We don’t need ...

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 It took every bit of courage for Alphonse to ask the question that was burning inside him. There couldn’t be any reason for him to feel afraid. Cassandra, no matter what her secret abilities were, was just a teenage girl. Even if she kept him from ...

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 Although time worked differently in Hell in contrast to time on Earth, Alphonse felt more than happy to spend some quality time with his father, Lucifer. For a few moments that blended into an endless long day, he forgot about every ...

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 Nothing exciting happened between Cassandra and Jade after the concert. Jade dropped her off at home, and that was it. Two friends hanging out at a concert and nothing else. Cassandra still smiled despite it all. “Why’re you so happy?” Alphonse asked her soul. ...

Can you see me? See me now?   Wonder Why? Wonder How?   I can be so fun and fancy-free. It’s simple you see. Not a miracle. Love did this to me.   No man. No kiss. No diss. All this time it was love of self that I had missed. I always knew that ...

The taste of red is wonderous—   The infinite passion, The fiery rage. Spices too bold for a Delicate tongue to handle   The taste of red is delicious—   Velvet and kisses, Strawberries and cream, Blood red lipstick Creating a bold scene. The taste of red is my favorite—   A passion, a flame ...

Chapter One   I was once a young man riding the long train of my uncle, Pope Calixtus III. I began a career within the Roman Catholic Church. I was full of energy, passion, and a certain amount of intelligence. This led to lucrative appointments– a Cardinal-Deacon at the age of twenty-five, then Vice-Chancellor. With ...