Wailing Poetic

Cary
Sex, blood, and rock and roll, that's what life is truly about. Living and dying in excess, then coming back as one of the undead to continue the debauchery. If I thought that life was worth living before, God was I wrong. Since coming back from the dead at the hands of my best friend Heaven, things have only gotten better. I'm no longer sick, the cancer is gone, and I can breathe again. It's fucking fantastic.
I spend my days sleeping like the dead, and my nights hunting, killing, and p...