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May 20 2012


About MitreSquareMurder

I am MitreSquareMurder.

I am nineteen, female and I live in the United States. I'm a darkly disturbing person. I have Wendigo Psychosis, which is a medical condition of unknown origin that causes me to have an insatiable craving for human flesh and blood.

I have a large number of ghosts who live in my head and frequently interact with the outside world. You can find the things they post here: AHospitalForSouls

I have problems with self-injury. I am working on it.Self Harm Soup

I am obsessed with deviantART. If you want to know what I look like, I am MitreSquareMurder If you want to see more creepy, gory and weird stuff, see my favourites
I also post to the group Deviants

If you want to see posts about weird Victorian stuff, follow me on Twitter
I contribute to VictorianFashion and I admin VictorianAge

I have a tumblr, but I never use it.

I'm straight, but I have a huge appreciation for the perfect sexiness that is a woman's body. Ladies is a good group for this.

I also really like sex. But who doesn't?

Rainstormdragon is a really good friend of mine. You should look at her soup and her group Dream Worlds

To see the random music I listen to, see my Youtube

I think that's about it. I'm posting a link to this in my description so that people can find it again if anyone ever gets curious about me. (Not likely. Har.)

@selfharm @deviants @victorianfashion @victorianage @rainstormdragon @dreamworlds @ladies @ahospitalforsouls

February 06 2012


November 28 2011

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"The Lost Christmas Eve" - Trans-Siberian Orchestra

On a street in the night
In the cold winter's light
A child stands alone and she's waiting
And the light that's out there
It just hangs in the air
As if it was just hesitating
And the snow it comes down
And it muffles the sound
Of dreams on their way to tomorrow
And when they appear
This night will hold them near
For where they will lead
She will follow

For here in this city of lights
This evening awakens
The dreams that it might
The winter it conjures
The spells it will weave
The snow gently covers the ground
Christmas eve

In this scene
On this night
There's an ancient hotel
Where shadows they do tend to wander
And the ghosts that live here
Hold each moment so dear
For time's not a thing one should squander
And they recount their sand
As it runs through their hand
And examine each moment for meaning
It can be wished upon
Till the moment it's gone
Like day disappears into evening


Through this night
The dream still wanders
As it was meant to be
And every year this night grows fonder...
Of children and circumstance
Caught in this childhood dance
As the world turns around
Keeping dreams off the ground
Windows of frosted ice
Prisming candlelight
And somehow we
Start to believe
In the night and the dream
As it cuts through the noise
With the whisper of snow
As it starts to deploy
In the depths of a night
That's about to begin
With the feeling of snow
As it melts on your skin
And it covers the land
With a dream so intense
That it returns us all
To a child's innocence
And then what you'd thought lost
And could never retrieve
Is suddenly there to be found
On Christmas eve

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