Vampire Garbage Miss

Nights are always beautiful. There are lights, there are stars, there are beauties, there is temptation. Souls drifting and weaving between people. Empty and tedious loneliness and solitude. The one who savors all this alone is the spirit soaring through the night. In the noisy city, in the tranquil town. Only wings and the stars streaking across the night sky. Miss Trash among vampires, today is another trashy day. Born on the day life was born, searching for the meaning of her existence, living while also dying.