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Wet Stories
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Straight Female / 21
there should be a vampire confession section here like
'YOU KNOW YOU ARE A VAMPIRE WHEN...'
when you feel a gurgle of about half a cup of blood slip from your heart to your stomach and ...
when you wake up one morning with a pulse but no particular heartbeat but you are still alive and feeling trance
when you no longer worry about letting go or not and just go with the blood flow of energy
when you have found a victim who appreciates being bitten and sucked more then anyone else has
when you see yourself using your fingers at your throat as if to bit yourself for comfort as you sleep
when you drink red wine during morning just for a nice flush of blood to the face
when you no longer fear death or life
when you have skin that is like a chameleon to change with your scenery and your company is quietly envious.
when your eyes can retract the truth and untruth of your victims.
when you sustain your vital energy from sexual energy from long distances
when you take in the night air as if it were the first spring of daybreak
yeh you get what I am saying
I am 21 and holding hopelessly looking over at you with secret lust
'YOU KNOW YOU ARE A VAMPIRE WHEN...'
when you feel a gurgle of about half a cup of blood slip from your heart to your stomach and ...
when you wake up one morning with a pulse but no particular heartbeat but you are still alive and feeling trance
when you no longer worry about letting go or not and just go with the blood flow of energy
when you have found a victim who appreciates being bitten and sucked more then anyone else has
when you see yourself using your fingers at your throat as if to bit yourself for comfort as you sleep
when you drink red wine during morning just for a nice flush of blood to the face
when you no longer fear death or life
when you have skin that is like a chameleon to change with your scenery and your company is quietly envious.
when your eyes can retract the truth and untruth of your victims.
when you sustain your vital energy from sexual energy from long distances
when you take in the night air as if it were the first spring of daybreak
yeh you get what I am saying
I am 21 and holding hopelessly looking over at you with secret lust


