Age at Death: 21
Born in 1160 in the Kingdom of Jerusalem, I was a slave to a merchant and caught in the cross fire during the Crusade. I nearly died, but an mysterious stranger saved me by giving me the Dark Gift. I had traveled throughout Europe since than. Currently reside in London as a modiste.
Avicus' fledgling.
(NSFW. This is an independent rp account, I am not Nijah, nor Alexandra Daddario)
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Dollzone Cosmo by illusionwaltz on Flickr.
avant garde ☆彡
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asdlfjlaksdlaksf I want him he’s so pretty!! …Angelo might get jealous though
Somebody I used to know
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it’s an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end
Always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad it was over
But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
No you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
Part of me believing it was always something that I’d done
But I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know…
But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
And you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
I used to know
That I used to know
I used to know
Somebody…
I heard
That you’re settled down
That you
Found a girl
And you’re
Married now
I heard
That your dreams came true
I guess she gave you things
I didn’t give to you
Old friend, why are you so shy?
It ain’t like you to hold back or hide from the lie.
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn’t stay away, I couldn’t fight it,
I had hoped you’d see my face,
And that you’d be reminded that for me it isn’t over,
Never mind,I’ll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don’t forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
“Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,”
Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead, yeah,
You know how the time flies,
Only yesterday was the time of our lives,
We were born and raised in a summer haze,
Bound by the surprise of our glory days,
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn’t stay away, I couldn’t fight it,
I had hoped you’d see my face,
And that you’d be reminded that for me it isn’t over,
Never mind,I’ll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don’t forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
“Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,”
Nothing compares,
No worries or cares,
Regrets and mistakes, they’re memories made,
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?
Nevermind,I’ll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you,
Don’t forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
“Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,”
Nevermind,I’ll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don’t forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
“Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,”
Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead.
—-Someone like you, Adele
Armand (nod).
That makes the two of us, darling. Haha.
“And I love you,
Yes I love you,
Oh! How I love you!”
…………………..
Armand, Lestat and I….
Those were good time, exceptionally good times.

“Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.”
- Adele, ‘Someone Like You’.
These wounds won’t seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There’s just too much that time cannot erase
————-Evanescene, My Immortal
“Someone Like You”
“Have I not?” She asked in a whisper-like, almost inaudible voice: “Do I still have that power to effect your emotion, as much as you do to mine?”
“Of course you have, Nijah, I’m no statue of indifference, an empty shelf for feelings,” that was the reason why he behaved like that, but he assumed she’d understand his point.
The older vampire closed her eyes once again. It began harder to rein the tears from falling now. I am not weak. I am 853 years old. Be strong, Nijah, you are a vampire. She ordered herself inwardly, before looked at Armand again and asked the question that had been lingered at the edge of her lips ever since she heard the news that broke her heart: “Why did you want to get married, of Bianca, of all people? No, I will not accept whether it’s for convenience or not, nor if it’s open or close marriage. I only want to know what made you decide it.”
“I still have the power to sadden you?” She chuckled: “I thought I had lost that somewhere. I thought I had lost that power long ago.”
“Why would you have lost it?” He inquired.
“Have I not?” She asked in a whisper-like, almost inaudible voice: “Do I still have that power to effect your emotion, as much as you do to mine?”