#feedthehabbit

[seven-trials-of-habit]

HABIT:VINNY!!!!

vinny:what habit?!?!?

HABIT:I WANT PRINGLES NOW!

VINNY: go get your own damn pringles!

HABIT: I...SAID...NOW!!!!!!*DEMONIC SCREECH*

vinny: O_O*runs to Walmart*

[seven-trials-of-habit]

BLOOD-THIRSTY

Beware, for I am the sinister taker of lives; The evil amongst the fearless, the blood-thirsty surprise. The bringer of death, go await me in your beds; Your day of reckoning has come, but don’t lose your head.

For I only bring, my deadly kiss And you’re a cynic anyway; in me you don’t believe. You couldn’t conceive a notion, so unbelievable, But the stories are true and I shall have your blood.

For I too have, my own carnal pleasures, The sadistic psychopath, with a need to devour. I shall sink my fangs, deep into your throat, Or bathe in your blood; this is your final hour.

You were the headstrong, extreme tourist; You never believed, in any of the stories. A local legend born on fact; Now this blood tax, I shall extract.

I am the prophet of doom, saturated in blood. The creeping hand, in a forest full of fog. So don’t wander off the beaten path and get lost in the dark; Or I shall have to break, your Mother’s heart.

Pale as snow and empty inside, The blood has been drained, as was the life; The spirit fought, a losing battle. You are merely food to me, you Humans are simply cattle.

Walking talking food, wrapped in flesh, Never aware, you are taking your final breath. I have risen up, to the next rung on the food chain, For I am now, the bringer of death and pain.

Gone from this world, to return a predator; Free from Death’s scythe, forever and ever. But now I must empty, the bodies around me, Their blood is now mine and I must feed. But now I have, a new kind of lust, A need to kill and a need to drink your blood.