Blood and Fire

I have spent nights with matches and knives, Leaning over ledges, only two flights up. Cutting my heart, burning my soul. Nothing left to hold, Nothing left but, blood and fire. You have spent nights, thinking of me, Missing my arms, but you needed to leave. Leaving my cuts, leaving my burns, Hoping I'd learn. Blood and fire Are too much for these restless arms to hold. And my nights of desire are calling me, Back to your fold. And I am calling you, calling you from 10,000 miles away Won't you wet my fire with your love, babe? I am looking for someone, who can take as much as I give, Give back as much as I need, And still have the will to live. I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love. I feel forsaken, like the things I gave away. Blood and fire Are too much for these restless arms to hold. And my nights of desire are calling me, Back to your fold. And I am calling you, calling you from 10,000 miles away Won't you wet my fire with your love, babe? I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love. I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love. I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love. Blood and fire Are too much for these restless arms to hold. And my nights of desire are calling me, Back to your fold. And I am calling you, calling you from 10,000 miles away Won't you wet my fire with your love, babe?

Oh Jesus!

I don't know where this happened, and should warn that it is VERY difficult to watch, but...

Be Here to Love Me Today

The Church of 80% Sincerity

Test Post

For some unknown reason, I have been unable to post to this blog for some time -- gave up trying for many months, but decided to try again.

For the sake of the song

From For the Sake of the Song: LINK

"Was I ever in love? I called it love... I mean, it felt like love,
There were moments when, well, there were moments when..."

Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?

Took the quiz on Facebook with the following results -- perhaps any of you who know me can comment as to its accuracy:

You have Antisocial Personality Disorder. You are extremely manipulative and you couldn't care less about other peoples' feelings, rights, or safety. You'll often go to extremes to exploit others to reach your own personal goals--even if it means murder--and you never feel even a grain of regret about it. The scary part is that people often see you as charming and charismatic, which makes it much easier for you to manipulate and exploit them until you are satisfied. Congratulations, you would fit in with the most famous of serial killers!.