World Horror Spotlight: Silent Japanese Vampire Movie ‘Sanguivorous’ Goes for the Jugular
I don’t know about you guys but I’m always up for a little culture, and I’m a big fan of foreign…
This looks terrifying and amazing.
World Horror Spotlight: Silent Japanese Vampire Movie ‘Sanguivorous’ Goes for the Jugular
I don’t know about you guys but I’m always up for a little culture, and I’m a big fan of foreign…
This looks terrifying and amazing.
The Making of The Shining by Vivian Kubrick (x)
The movie makes perfect sense when you remember the subtext: everybody is on coke the entire time. Even the children.
“Axe! Murder! Kill!” makes me laugh every time.
I love it even more!!
Since being exposed to the Hollywood life, I have learned a few valuable things.
Most people I meet bash “LA” people, when they are in fact one of them. I love meeting like-minded people, genuine people, and anyone really who provides good company. However, the more I open myself up to people here, the more people I thought were genuine and true friends turn out to be monsters who live for themselves. I am not one to have “enemies” nor do I ever want any. I will give a part of myself to you if you are open. That is my one flaw. I see the good in people, I see the good in monsters, and I get burned because of it.
Don’t get me wrong, I have met a few great friends here. And I am not giving up on Hollywood just yet.
It has been a year, I used to be soft spoken and easily broken, but now my heart is rarely earned and my voice harsh.
We will see where hollywood takes me this year….
maybe deeper into the underworld of lies and deceit, but I’m not planning on it
And more gothy eye candy! I need more black lace and veiled hats. I DO, don’t roll your eyes at me. It’s a fact: I can never have enough black lace and veiled hats. Or velvet skirts.
All of it
nothing more gorgeous than lace, corsets, velvet, and veiled hats….
(Source: fetishmode)
The power of apathy is hard to overcome. The unlimited amount of goals I’ve set has put a stress on my body and I can not function properly. Why must I always work myself raw to the point where when I finally have time on my hands, I suffocate myself with thoughts of failure and digress? Apathy must soon turn to diligence or I might rot.
The play is over and I still crave everything horror. Is there a magical place where horror movies and shows are always on, spider webs infest our corners, and blood red wine is the norm? IS THERE?!?!
My home will be just like that :)