""Beneath the pressure of torments such as these, the feeble remnant of the good within me succumbed. Evil thoughts became my sole intimates-the darkest and most evil of thoughts.""
-Edgar Allan Poe, The Black Cat

Friday, June 17, 2011

Dear Diary - Friday, June 17, 2011

Efi Loo when not vamping it up!
My supreme instincts tell me the human species underestimate what it takes to be a cat vamp.  Sure it's all fun and games when the moon is high and I'm out vamping around looking for something to sink my fangs into, but when the sun comes up the long hours of sleep I have to endure to keep up my image is, actually, quite exhausting!
Mmmmmeow, give me more!


Then there is the constant thirst, meow the thirst! All it takes is one drop on the tip of my tongue to start the craving all over again.


Even though I wonder if there are anymore out there like me or if I'm the only one in this vast world, I'm happy to say I love being me.


Fang-fully yours,


Efi Loo
The Cat Vamp
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