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 Lesson One: Bats Drink Blood. You Do Not.
Lesson One: Bats Drink Blood. You Do Not.
There are several pagtitip. posts and opinions voiced sa pamamagitan ng people who have claimed to be real vampires. I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you are not a real vampire. Or, at least, you are not a vampire in the sense of mythology (which includes Twilight).

Biologically, you are a human. You cannot ever change that, sorry. This is because there is no other humanoid species in existence today other than Homo sapiens. The closest a human being can come to a "vampire" is forcing themselves to drink blood, which is a very bad idea (I'll get to why later).

Some species do feed off blood, because that's...
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Queens of seduction.....
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Bampira are in these days. It's debatable whether they ever really went out-I mean, who hasn't at least gone through a phase where they were entranced sa pamamagitan ng vampires? Bampira are sexy, strong, and forbidden-what could be madami fascinating than that? And there are so many Bampira worlds to choose from now: Twilight, House of Night, Vampire Academy, Vampire Diaries, Vladimir Tod, True Blood, Blue Blood, the van Alen Legacy, Blood Ninja, Blood Coven, and even Buffy and The Nawawala Boys, who never get old.

It's no wonder so many people want to play in those worlds sa pamamagitan ng Pagsulat fanfiction. Here are a few...
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posted by deedeeflower
I found this poem on the back of my Vampire Vineyards Pinot Noir bottle.

But first on this earth as vampire sent,

Thy corpse shall from tomb be rent:

Then ghastly haunt thy native place,

And suck the blood of all thy race;

There from thy daughter, sister, wife,

At midnight drain the stream of life;

Yet loathe the banquet which perforce

Must feed thy livid living corpse.

Thy victims are they yet expire

Shall know the demon for the sire,

As cursing thee, thou cursing them,

Thy bulaklak are withered on the stem.