I thought that since some of you knew her you should know.
R.I.P.
Rose
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Jornal of a Lunatic: Part 4#Jornal of a Lunatic: Part 4
Of course I trusted him; he protected me. He gave me his bed and his apartment. It was a safe haven. I was safe from mankind and the monstrous world below. As I look about his room, I feel his presence. He is in his chair, at the window, on the bed, everywhere. The vile world took him from me. He died because of me.
November 26, 1985. Last night I sat awake crouched upon the foot of my bed. I, the guardian of the sleeping beauty before me. She never stirred for more than a short moment in her


Journal of a Lunatic: Part 3#Journal of a Lunatic: Part 3
November 6, 1985. I watched the girl again today. I wish to get closer and know her name but I only spy down at her from my dirt-covered window. Today she wore red. A cocktail dress with a wide black belt graced her beauty. She still associates with the other whores on the street, but she seems changed. Shes caught my eye. My gaze never faltering; a watchful eye; her stalker. Jacob
November 20, 1985. It has been days since I saw her last. I fear something may have happened to her.
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The Moon holds Magic...the Sun holds Death.
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The Moon holds Magic...the Sun holds Death.
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"I just wanted to ask you which way I ought to go."
"Well...that depends on where you want to get to."
--Alice and the Cheshire Cat--
bitten by a vampire: [link]
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