A rather tall, elegant woman enters the room and takes a seat on the couch. She wears a Jean jacket, black tank top and a long necklace with an owl at the end. her legs are covered with skinny jeans and boots that come to her knees. A gentle smile appears on her ruby lips, her brown hair framing her rather sharp facial features. Her unusual violet eyes gleam as she speaks, "I see you have stumbled across the one known as "Poison Lover". How did some one such as yourself stumble upon my home?"
This is me.. my story.. my past.. my dreams.
im known for loving a man then leaving him dead the night he falls for me. My heart is not something you play with.. it is a fragile thing and is now hidden behind years of pain. Im not one to falleasily and almost always will i be the one to start up a conversation. If asked i wont give away anything personal unles you've earned my respect.
if you love me for who i am and show it to the best of your abilities then you have no worries..
If im just another lab rat you're experimenting on then watch your back.