You are the Marquis Da Sade. Even stripped of
exaggerations, Your real life was as dramatic
and as tragic as a cautionary tale. Born to an
ancient and noble house, you were married
(against your wishes) to a middle-class heiress
for money, caused scandals with prostitutes and
with your sister-in-law, thus enraging your
mother-in-law, who had you imprisoned under a
lettre de cachet for 14 years until the
Revolution freed you. Amphibian, protean,
charming, you became a Revolutionary,
miraculously escaping the guillotine during the
Terror, only to be arrested later for
publishing your erotic novels. You spent your
final 12 years in the insane asylum at
Charenton, where you caused another scandal by
directing plays using inmates and professional
actors. You died there in 1814, virtually in
the arms of your teenage mistress.
You are a revolutionary deviant. I applaud you.


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this is scary...i am NOT saddistic...I'M STILL A VIRGIN TO BEGIN WITH!!!

You are the Marquis Da Sade. Even stripped of
exaggerations, Your real life was as dramatic
and as tragic as a cautionary tale. Born to an
ancient and noble house, you were married
(against your wishes) to a middle-class heiress
for money, caused scandals with prostitutes and
with your sister-in-law, thus enraging your
mother-in-law, who had you imprisoned under a
lettre de cachet for 14 years until the
Revolution freed you. Amphibian, protean,
charming, you became a Revolutionary,
miraculously escaping the guillotine during the
Terror, only to be arrested later for
publishing your erotic novels. You spent your
final 12 years in the insane asylum at
Charenton, where you caused another scandal by
directing plays using inmates and professional
actors. You died there in 1814, virtually in
the arms of your teenage mistress.
You are a revolutionary deviant. I applaud you.


Which Imfamous criminal are you?
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this is scary...i am NOT saddistic...I'M STILL A VIRGIN TO BEGIN WITH!!!

right now i feel as if i haven't any damn thing correctly. fuck the world. yeah. fuck it slowly.
what the hell?! i don't get it already...and i have no fucking intentions of going against the flow of life any any means!
DAMN IT!
i know it's all my fault and i act on impulse but come on! it's all too much already!
it's bullshit on my part.
so go ahead, gather your allies with the sympathy you draw from them! i don't give a fucking damn!
you use to whine and complain about vampires sucking you dry in the spiritual and physical sense, you hated them greatly, ne? well here's a news flash BITCH, YOU'RE A VAMPIRE YOURSELF!
so the theory really is right... you hate what you are.
why didn't i realize that before hand to save me of this time on the fucking net?!
oh well, what can i do now? there is no use in regret and other after math feelings. dwelling on them would only make one indulge thus calling back the old banished demons we've tried so much to forget. those demons, readers are the past experiences. but for those who know me personally, you probably know that there's more to that word. *grin*
anyway back to the topic, why didn't i foretell such? (sheesh, what a petty excuse for a diviner i am...)
*sigh* this fucking sucks.

~a drop in the ocean of silver~