Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Rosemarry Underhill's other half. Her (dare I say) demonic other half. I'm damaged and disturbed. My sun shines for no one but me (meaning I have no friends, most likely because humans find me creepy). Hell is my highschool. Death is a waste of perfectly good health. Here I will post my dark poetry, leaving Rosemarry to the lighter things, along with the stories. I won't keep an update of what I post, I'll just post and leave it at that. I'll still review...just under both names.

I was tired of having reviews of my poetry from one group, and reviews of my story from another...can't we all just get along?

~"Have you ever had a situation where you felt it was your right to do something, but when you stood up, everyone shot you down?"
~"Yeah, it's called high school."

It's never too early in the morning for punk rock...