I know why, you know. And its such a fucking stupid reason. I know why I'm so lonely.

It's because I want a vampire.

See? Stupid. But a vampire... just think about it.

Vampires always take care of there childern, hold them, worry there scars. They never abandon there kits, never leave them to quiver alone under the day or night. Have you ever heard of a vampire forsaking there child? No, only ungreatfuls who would rather live in the day.

I wouldn't. If someone offered to cradle the shattered pieces of me, to but up with the fucking broken wreck I am now... all because of her, because I fucking hurt her to much... all because she wasn't strong enough to take the pain from her fucking family... I want her to be happy, so... But it still hurts, she chose them over me when she promised countless times that she would not. Fuck, i cant trust anymore.

So yeah, if someone out there actually felt they could put up with a needy little bitch like me, if someone felt I was worth taking care of and -how dare i even think- giving up a thing or two for, then yes, I would bare my neck body and sould for them.

Not that that in itself is worth much at all.