SO…. WHERE THE FUCK HAVE I BEEN?

Ok, it’s been forever since I took the time to clear my mind.. I have complete neglected my blog, with the exception of a few random ass posts.  And now, my mind at it’s most restless. I haven't been like this for a while. There is just so much shit going on in my life.  Guys prove to be a bigger problem than ever imagined.  And work… I love my job, but some people absolutely drive me crazy.

I’ve decided that I need to let some of my energy out in a safe way. I am not myself lately. I am usually a happy, curious, nerdy, stoner. And now, I’ve gone off my truest path. Nothing much has changed, except for the fact that my love life sucks and I still have the insomnia.  But duh right? I will always have the insomnia. However, I do have to admit that for a time, I was actually sleeping really well. Maybe because I had someone sleeping with me. IDK. Maybe for once I didn’t have something to worry about or think about or imagine 900 different scenarios.

I guess the great part about what is bothering me now, is that it has allowed me to reach out to my best friend. JD. I haven’t hung out with hin in a minute.  And it was about time. He is always someone that I can call on.  A true friend that truly is accepting of me.  Maybe because he is a male version of me.  Dark and sarcastic.

Shit, if anything, I have learned that I needed to stick to my roots. I’ve lost track of many of the things I loved. I totally haven’t played Xbox in fucking forever.  I don't think that I have any friends online anymore.  But I can say that I was playing the PS3 for awhile and I fucking loved it.  And that was the beginning of my neglect for my Xbox.  But it is time to get some good ol’  Kill Confirmed games in for Call Of Duty. Yeah, yeah, yeah…. I totally gotta stop the bullshit and play some games already. I already know that my skills are out of whack!

I think I’m going to end this blog right now… Feels good to end it right now. I’ve said what I wanted to right now. Besides, I think I might hit the Dabz pen and play some games…. Or even what a movie.`.   That’s another thing that I totally missed out in doing.  Watching my movies… I added to many to both DVD queue and Instant queue for Netflix.  I might write about them.  Not sure yet. It’s not like I’m watching just new movies. I’m watching movies that i haven’t seen, movies i’ve seen multiple times, movies other people recommend that I watch or even rewatch.  I mean why not? I love to get lost in that other worldy experience called a movie. For two hours I am not of this place. I am either running from a serial killer that wants revenge on the 7 people locked in the room or a mad scientist creating what he thinks will be the break-through cure-all only to realize what he made was a biological weapon.  This is what I love. I am here in my temple. ( New temple = new name, I have decided to name this house Tattooine. I’m really sure why. My daughter asked to name the place and it was the first thing that popped in my head.) I am here being transported away to different times, planets, and scenarios.  My movies.  So I am going to watch as many as I can this summer. That’s my goal! To watch as many as I can!  Ok. I am going to end this blog now. I need to decide what  I need to do to end this night.

My brain is quiet right now….. for now.

Love Always.

SWEET NECTAR: MY ODE TO ELIZABETH BATORY

 

 

 

Sweet nectar drips from my lips… I bite my low lip in a dark joy.

It fills my glass…  it sticks to the sides of the glass at it flows.

Warm… Comfort in a glass.

Please stop… She tries to utter one last plea as her throat is slit after her delicate wrists are bled…

The Tonic of Vampires… It brings life, yet as it leaves her body, it takes it away.

Her blood is sweet…. Like a fine, young wine.

So young I will be… I can feel her life essence flow into me, as her eyes grow vacant.

The puddle of despair gathers around the tub… Be careful I do not want to waste a drop.

The red flowing syrup of life…Her skin is much paler now.

I take it all in.. Gulping it without hesitation and my anticipation is slowly calmed.

It’s time… I slip off my clothes and step in my healing and cleaning soak.

The crimson color nectar drapes over my body… a bath like no other.

She is lifeless now… But I feel full of life, her life.

How young I will be forever… Swimming in the blood of young whores who squander their youth away.

 

I am Elizabeth Bathory.

 

 

Love Always, Charlie Sunshine.

DEMONS

We all have demons.

But I hear my demons talking to me every night

They keep me awake… Whispering things to me.

Issuing orders or instructions.

They speak to me

-Why did you let her talk to you that way.. How easy it would have been to smash in her face

*I can’t smash in her face.. I’ll get arrested

-You should have sped up, bitch wants to walk in the middle of the street…. She should learn the consequences.

*I can’t just run people over I’ll go to jail

-How easy is it to push them down the stairs… Accidents are accidents

* I can’t just push people down the stairs…

-Why was he looking at you? Like he was gonna rape you …. Take him out before he attacks you.

*Yes, that  guy was creepy, but how do I know he was a rapist?

-You ignore us. Why?

* Because you are evil…. That is not who I am.

-Oh yes, but you are evil.  We are who we are because we are you. We are your desires. We say what you have already thought.

 

Love Always,

Charlie Sunshine

UFO SIGHTINGS IN CALOFRNIA ON JULY

 

 

This is a quick video but I like lookinjg at many alien sighting videos.Leave you comments about what you think,

Love Always.

ANOTHER SLEEPLESS NIGHT

Another sleepless night...

 I know I should be sleeping but I cannot get to sleep. My eyes grow heavier, but not heavy enough to to stay closed. I've chosen to watch X-Files episodes. This show brings me comfort and always sparks creativity. Mainly because the show is written so great. It thinks out of the box and makes you, yourself, think of possibilities.

    I know I should be sleep now, I have to wake up at 6 a.m. to face a Friday at work. Maybe they will pay is early... That would be fantastic !  But it won't make too much of a difference because I'm still going to he broke. Trying to pay my bills and save up for my upcoming trip. 

    Damn it's almost 3 in the morning! Shit. 

THE LICKED HAND

A beautiful young girl is left home alone with only her dog to protect her. On the news that night, they announced there is a serial killer on the loose in the area. Before she goes to bed, she locks all the doors and tries to lock all the windows, but the one in the basement won’t lock. She decides to leave it unlocked, but locks the basement door and goes to bed. Her dog takes its customary place under her bed.

In the deep of night she awakens to a dripping sound coming from her bathroom. Half-awake, the girl feels the comforting lick from her dog and falls back to sleep. She reawakens to the dripping sound, reaches her hand down to the dog where she feels the reassuring lick and falls back to sleep. Once more, she awakens to the dripping sound. She reaches her hand down and feels the lick of her dog.

Now curious about the dripping sound, she gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom, the dripping sound getting louder as she approaches. She reaches the bathroom and turns on the light. She is greeted by a horrific sight; hanging from the shower nozzle is her dog with its throat slit open and its blood dripping into the bathtub.

Something on the bathroom mirror catches her eye; she turns around. Written on the wall in her dog’s blood are the words “Humans can lick too.”

 

THE ORIGINAL STORY IS LOCATED AT: http://www.creepypastaindex.com/creepypasta/the-licked-hand

(This is an oldy but goody!!!!! )

THE MESSAGE

Don’t dismiss this outright as the work of some raving lunatic. There’s some sense to this story, if you’ll just hear me out…

Look, we all wonder if time travel is possible, right? Well let me tell you something… it is. I’m from the future, actually. I know you probably don’t believe that, but seriously, I’m from the future. It’s a really great thing; getting to see the past, watching events unfold.. stuff like that. We know more now than we ever would.

Behind all the fun, though, there is a more serious aspect. We aren’t supposed to go into our own lifetime, and we are NEVER allowed to contact our past selves. Let me tell you, I’m breaking that rule right now. Yes, kid, you’re talking to yourself. Your future self. I’m going to be executed for this, but you know what? I accept that. I’m preventing something by talking to you that is WORSE than death. I can’t tell you outright what to do, because the filters would catch it. This is the closest I can get, trust me. I can, however, send a little message.

You should probably read the first word of every paragraph, now.

 

(I really loved this story! It is short, simple, and effective!! Love, always.)

THE ORGINAL STORY LOCATED AT: http://www.creepypastaindex.com/creepypasta/the-message