About
my names mel and i love my friends and family. i dont care what people think about me cus i dont live to please them.
"The razor caressed my flesh and my arms turned red, i feel a vast desre, years of pain are flowing down my arms sweet, red, warm stream u drink, make me released give me your hand, let me make you feel the ease, in the bed of razors we bleed together." -Children of Bodom- Bed of Razors