I am Cade.
I am in my early 30's, and sport long, black hair with a goatee. As the eyes are the windows to the soul, naturally, mine are incredibly dark. Being of Portuguese descent, my skin-tone is olive. I am of average height for a male, just shy of an even 6'. Most consider me thin, at approximately 150 pounds, my stature is gangly. All-and-all, {if my darkness is over-looked or mistaken}, I would say I appear 'average.'
Most people would categorize me under the 'Gothic' sub-culture. This is right and wrong ~ It is right because I do dress in black, I do listen to 'Gothic' music, I do read 'Gothic' literature, and (on occasion) I have been known to don the white face-paint and black nail-polish for an eve of frightful delight. It is simple enough to say, it is wrong because I am nothing more than upyr.
Of course, vampires do not exsist.
It is common the frailty of this medium - that one's tone and inflection, facial expressions and body language are lost to the reader...and thereby, the true intention of motive behind the words. I mean no malice or desire no hostility. I am not better than you. I am not virtuous. I am not beautiful.
I simply am what I am.
I am a collector of hollow children. I gather my broken toys, to me, as they beg my attention. I bend the mind, twist the flesh, humiliate, degrade. Quite simply ~ I use my deviant penchants to mend the broken so as to fill their voids.
I have no worth above the cruel intentions and cold cunning of a sadistic and instictual nature. I know what I desire. I follow the path to gain that.
