Don't fuck with me : I'll make you bleed...
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I-General Info
II-A & E Biography
III-Visual Evidence Recovered
IV-I Remember - Memoriam
V-Mental Masturbation
VI-The Cold War Facts
VII-Contact Information
VIII-What I adore & what I despise: +/-
Most of you know me by my online screen names-aliases-pseudonym's-nicknames (blah blah blah blah blah call it whatever you want), however my real name is Sophia. Friends & Family call me Sophie or Soph for short. I am located six feet underground in a darkened crevice sarcophagus. I am covered in worms & maggots & I smell of rot & decay. Laying in my grave next to me is El Amor de mi Vida, my handsome prince & warrior of blood, Miguel Angel. Together we have had many journeys & are both thankful that we have found each other.
Sophia & Miguel are really not dead. They are very much alive. & they are very much in love. Before meeting each other they believed that love didn't exist, but upon seeing each other the first time they knew that right then & there love existed. But not just any kind of love, true love.
A friendship ensued as both there hearts they wooed, a promise was made a promise that would never be broken or could never be broken by anything on this Earth not even there own hands. The promise Sophia & Miguel made to each other was that they would love each other eternally & that they would always be faithful to each other, always.
September 2nd, 2003 was the happiest day of their lives. The 2 best friends who loved each other in secret were now going to be together joined as a couple, forever. His favorite band is Mayhem & her favorite band is Crisis - I truly do not find it a coincidence that their favorite bands names just about have the same meaning.
They shared a penchant love for Heavy Metal : black & death metal: - Horror Movies, WW II, & Serial Murder. Needless to say both of them have everything in common the only non-common factor is that Sophia is a female & Miguel is a male. True love was born out of 2 twisted minds - No matter how twisted that is what there love binds - & it is what there heart finds.
We were married on July 8th, 2009 after nearly 6 years of being together as a Couple & have never been happier.
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Definition
si·ren Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[sahy-ruhn] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–noun
1. Classical Mythology. one of several sea nymphs, part woman and part bird, who lure mariners to destruction by their seductive singing.
2. a seductively beautiful or charming woman, esp. one who beguiles men: a siren of the silver screen.
3. an acoustical instrument for producing musical tones, consisting essentially of a disk pierced with holes arranged equidistantly in a circle, rotated over a jet or stream of compressed air, steam, or the like, so that the stream is alternately interrupted and allowed to pass.
4. an implement of this kind used as a whistle, fog signal, or warning device.
5. any of several aquatic, eellike salamanders of the family Sirenidae, having permanent external gills, small forelimbs, and no posterior limbs. –adjective
6. of or like a siren.
7. seductive or tempting, esp. dangerously or harmfully: the siren call of adventure. –verb (used without object)
8. to go with the siren sounding, as a fire engine. –verb (used with object)
9. to allure in the manner of a siren.
[Origin: 1300–50; ME sereyn < OF sereine < LL Siréna, L Sirén < Gk Seirn]
—Related forms si·ren·like, adjective
—Synonyms 2. seductress, temptress, vamp.
Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1)
Based on the Random House Unabridged Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2006.
Miss Murder... 
My name is Sophia Elizabeth Cerveny de Dominguez & this is my personal website. I'm 24 years old & I'm a Graphic & Web designer.
I'm in love with a man named Miguel Angel he is my Husband, Soulmate, & my entire life.
I've learned much about life throughout my own personal growth & experiences. Though I may not be the same person externally I will always be the same person internally.
I have the mind of a serial killer yet I am sweet as candy . True Love is the greatest thing in the world & I am lucky to have found it.
Favorite Music :
Black Metal, Death Metal, Grindcore, Goth, Riot Grrl, Oontz
Favorite Bands :
Crisis, Acid Bath, Jack Off Jill, Switchblade Symphony, Human Waste Project, Tura Satana, My Ruin, Rasputina, Emperor, Rotting Christ, Einherjer, Brujeria, Frightdoll, SFU, Tactical Sekt, FF, Aslan Faction, Bruderschaft, C:/, Lacuna Coil, Forever Slave, & the list goes on...
Favorite Movie :
Dracula 1931
Favorite TV Show :
CSI : Las Vegas
Favorite Food :
Lasagna, Ladopsomo, Quesadillas, Mochacinnos, Red Kidney Beans, my Mother in Law's Colombian empanadas, Indian food, Taco Bell, Capuccino Ice Cream 
Favorite Serial Killer :
Jeffrey Lionel Dahmer
Survival Essentials :
Contact :
crisisnyc(at)yahoo.com
sophiacerveny(at)gmail.com
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Sweet Little Witches 
Follow Me on... 
- Myspace
- Livejournal - Private
- Livejournal - Public
- Deviant Art
- Tumblr
Favorite Quotes 
There are far worse things awaiting man than death.
- Bela Lugosi (Dracula 1931)
Verus Amori Nunquam Mori
- Latin Proverb
If your going through hell, keep going.
- Winston Churchill
There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain.
- Latin Proverb
Misc. 
Artist: Acid Bath
Cancion: Dead Girl
Album: Paegan Terrorism Tactics (1996)
Lyrics:
There will never be another one that dreams like you
Dead girl
There will never be another one that screams like you
When death sleeps, it dreams of you
Delilah played the dead girl at the freak show
She smiles like a ghost
Like zombies eatin' dust in Mexico
Life dries cold beneath the dead soul lights
She asked if it would hurt
I smiled and said no
The lie ran down my chin like embryo
She smiles like a corpse
Like zombies eatin' dust in Mexico
Life dries cold beneath the dead soul lights
When death sleeps, it dreams of you
Dead girl
There will never be another one to look in your eyes
Dead girl
There will never be another one that bleeds like you
I been dryin' in a dead age
I been reekin' of the new plague
The sound of the ocean is dead
It's just the echo of the blood in your head
Sister burn the temple
And stand beneath the moon
The sound of the ocean is dead
It's just the echo of the blood in your head
Burning your black flags
Burning your black flags
I been dryin' in a dead age
I been reekin' of the new plague
The sound of the ocean is dead
It's just the echo of the blood in your head
Sister burn the temple
And stand beneath the moon
The sound of the ocean is dead
It's just the echo of the blood in your head
Burning your black flags
Burning your black flags
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