Gotta Lurv The Camera!

I'm Not Gay?

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Show Me Your Teeth x

Show

me

Your

Teeth!

If Angels can fall, so can God.

Each fallen angel shall meet their risen angel, in time and space.. which as they kiss, consume.

God be decived by all he trusts,

for god is who was build to lust.

He hides in heaven, scared of his own creation.

Scared of humans, and each great nation

In turning slumber man shall wake,

when the time is right, the spell shall break

The darkness shall be a lure...

For the whole of gods creation, to endure.

TheHeartMonster

TheFallenAngel

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Bliss ♥

Well, What can I say? Perfection lives. Spent the past few days with a few of my good friends. Had a great party, amazing, very eventful, saw my Steph Monster ♥ going to Turkey for a week on Sunday, and when I get back, moving onto Contract phone, which means more Twitter, Facebook and Blog updates, also, I'm going blonde babey :P Garnier Belle 110 Natural Extra Light Hair Dye ;)

Tres Smexual ;)

Then Summer will come.

Whole new hair for a whole new me.

Although, I am pretty worried about going blonde, in case it goes ginger, I decided...

Light ginger; Rebleach.

Ginger: Dye brown again

:P

Summer.

So Happy at this very moment in time (: Everything is so wonderful and amazing, I don't want any of it to end. Once You feel the heat through your skinny jeans you know that Summer Is On its way :D

Summer. Summer. Summer.

The Time of year when clothes are less, and raw beauty is needed.

The Time of year when you can go around topless and get away with it.

The time of year when you can go to parties and get off with who ever.

The time of year when you complain it's too warm.

The time of year where you wanna walk around in your underwear.

The time of year, to relax.

Yes, Summer is a big hit for most people.

For Me, Summer Is a good time,

Because It means I can dance around, wear less, go topless.

Wear new clothes, run up my parents' credit cards. Go swimming. Meet cute guys, and most of all, have fun. Plus, at my school, Summer means we're allowed to go onto the field to sun bathe, or if you prefer... run around and try to "pile" on people. Either way, its a very exiting time. :P

Festivals.Parties.Boys.Nudity.OpenShirts.Fans.Fitness.Fruit.Sun.Shine.Swim.Holiday.

Everything rolled into 1 season.

However, still being in spring these events are still yet to come.

But, hey, nothings to say I cant plan for summer now

:P

TheHeartMonster x

Going Blonde With Live Colour XXL

Okeii, I don't have a photo for this post :( Sorry guys x

But I need your help and advice.

I wish to dye my hair blonde, as in... BLONDE BLONDE.

My Mum is really unstable about the Idea, and I wanna make her think it's safe and won't fuck up my hair.

I want to use Schwarzkopf Live Colour XXL Blonde dye, because My Friend used that, and it came out beautifully on her.

I just need a few words of advice on how to let my Mum, let me dye it blonde.

Thanks Guys x

TheHeartMonster x

Poker Face Shoot

Okeii, Just started sketching and mock modelling for my new Art Project. I Call It "Poker Facing" its about how people hide what they really are, behind a mask. That they're bluffing or hiding, to escape their fears, its mainly aimed at the expression " Poker Facing your Sexuality" in which gay people, have to hide it, because of what others may think or do. My main moral to this collection, is that everyone should set themselves free. That its good to be a freak. Because I've never fitted into my school even among my friends, and Art gave me a way to be free, and I want my Art to do the same for others. Xxx

Love THEHEARTMONSTER x

How to look fit?

Okeii, So As You Know, I'm TheHeartMonster (:

I Want To Know, What You All Like, So Answer These Questions For me Please, and Post it as a comment...

1) What Colour Hair is fittest?

a. Blonde

b. Light Brown

c. Dark Brown

d. Black

2) Freckles...

a. Cute

b. Ugly

3) Which is the most attractive Hair Cut?

a. Short, Gelled Chav Hair

b. Long, Dark Or Blonde Emo Hair

c. Regular Long Guy Hair

And Any Other Ways You Think I Could Look Hotter With.

Anything, From Make Up, To Hair, To Clothes, To How I wear Underwear.

Anything that will make me look fitter for my next photo shoot.

Thankies (: x

Fit For A Model?

Okeii, I'm 14, Bisexual,

Dark Blonde/Light Brown Hair

Hair Being Dyed Brown Soon

Hair Being Bleached and Dyed Blonde In October

Brown Freckles (Which I dislike) and Green Eyes (Which Change Colour, And However I wear coloured contacts a lot, even though I don't need glasses.)

I Wear, in my own opinion, really fashionable clothes, I'm not scared to wear anything.

I am a little photogenic, I get about 1 good shot out of every about 6 I take, So I delete The Rest.

Into Fashion, Art, Drama, Expressive Arts, Dancing, Singing, Designing, Graphics, Photography.

Would You Say I Would Make a Good Male Model?

If So, Thank You,
If Not, Why? What Should I Change?

What Hair Colour Shall I go With?

Advice On What Would Go With This...?

Okeii Yeah, So I'm a Boy, 14, Bisexual.

Yeah, So What Do You Think Would Go With This T-Shirt?

I was thinking of Black Skinnies and A Thin Loose fit Grey/White/Black Cardigan.

What do you think?

The Visions Of A True Hero

Many have tried, all end in a fail

The story of my mind, my omnipotent tale

My mind, the centre of time, I see

Everything that is ever going to be

I see the stars so high up and burning bright

Glowing upon my eerie sight

Future, past and present collide

The laws of time, which we must all abide

Time itself, bending for me

Opening my mind, setting me free

I see the burning, the mushroom fire

The raging gods, destroying empire

The mountain of fire, only death to give

Engulfing the bodies, letting no one live

Help us, save us, The bay, the bay,

But nothing and no one will survive today

That one day, that second in time

When all was lost, To rewrite the rhyme

Rewrite the books, the historian mind

Back to creation, leaving death behind

I see their love, burning together

Lost in their eyes, entwined forever

Till death do they part, and forever again

They’ll love forever, until driven insane

The love they share, burns so bright

Creating love, the warming light

I see the end. No more to come.

My final prophecy redone,

No longer shall life and death keep apart

No longer to say “till death do we part”

There is no end, no stop to be

Just because of little old me

The Freak that saved all creation

Singing the songs of our great nation,

Sing the songs of the ones that speak

Chanting along, at the political peak

Mankind, Humans the self filled head

I changed time, told it to be

He did my bidding, whatever I said

But humans, will never admit it was me.

The End Of Days

If I showed myself, what I saw

Would you all believe me more?

Believe I know of every fate

Believe I know humans aren’t so great

Would you believe me, the words I say

The predictions I prophesize at the break of day

Time himself speaking through me

Me all-knowing prophecy

My omnipotent voice

My controlling and murderous choice

Seeing the death of so many before,

Pompeii, The holocaust and every war

I see the deaths, hear the cries

Through time, the echoing eternal sighs

Its pain, it hurts to hear and see

Everything that is going to be

The truth pulled out of the darkness too

Truths that will kill each of you

Blood on my hands, Lady Macbeth’s repeat

The truth knocking me off my feet

Turn to the freak, it drives me insane

How everyone comes to me again

To know what’s what and know who’s who

I have my own life too

I wish they’d all leave my life alone

So tell them what they want, give the dog its bone

I’ll let them live, but the day draws near

When angels descend and humans disappear

I write this poem, in all truth,

My cage of everlasting youth

When I say I see, I mean it too

You don’t know, you’re not meant to

But me, I do, I know it allIf I showed myself, what I saw

Would you all believe me more?

Believe I know of every fate

Believe I know humans aren’t so great

Would you believe me, the words I say

The predictions I prophesize at the break of day

Time himself speaking through me

Me all-knowing prophecy

My omnipotent voice

My controlling and murderous choice

Seeing the death of so many before,

Pompeii, The holocaust and every war

I see the deaths, hear the cries

Through time, the echoing eternal sighs

Its pain, it hurts to hear and see

Everything that is going to be

The truth pulled out of the darkness too

Truths that will kill each of you

Blood on my hands, Lady Macbeth’s repeat

The truth knocking me off my feet

Turn to the freak, it drives me insane

How everyone comes to me again

To know what’s what and know who’s who

I have my own life too

I wish they’d all leave my life alone

So tell them what they want, give the dog its bone

I’ll let them live, but the day draws near

When angels descend and humans disappear

I write this poem, in all truth,

My cage of everlasting youth

When I say I see, I mean it too

You don’t know, you’re not meant to

But me, I do, I know it all

Every rise, every fall

So let me know and let life be

Until the end of days, when I give my prophecy.

Every rise, every fall

So let me know and let life be

Until the end of days, when I give my prophecy.

Bleeding Death

I am TheHeartMonster and This Is My Latest Poem about My Ex Boyfriend ♥

He bled to death, he didn’t care

People like him, so uncommon and rare

He cut himself till no space would remain

Slicing, Slicing, Again and Again

He chose the path, he’d walk alone

Slitting and Cutting, Not stopping for bone

How many more must fail? How many more must die?

How many more must harm themselves, with just one little try?

How many more will die in my arms? How many more will hurt me?

How much more blood on my hands? What and who will be?

When you think life’s out of cards, another ace it plays,

When you think you’re out of luck, the game can go both ways.

He ate my heart, then ate his own,

He didn’t care, arms stiff as stone,

He ate my brain, he ate my mind,

He ate our cosmic omnipotent bind,

He ate it all, just kept running, he thinks that life’s a game

He always will run away, never looking back out of shame.

How many more will fail? How many more will die?

How many more will harm themselves? How many more will try?

How many more will die at his hand? Why Does This Always hurt me?

How much more blood on his hands? Who and What will be?

When you think he’s out of card, another ace he’ll play

When you think he’s done it all, he pushes his life away.

I love him now, and always will, always be at his side

But sometimes, he doesn’t realize, it gets too rough’a ride.