Dairy of an angelicly ill vampire.

Another day with the the sickness.
It’s winter so when I wake up it’s dark, I enjoy that time, I open my curtains and stare out my window. It’s beautiful out there.
The sun comes up.
I feel a sting of pain.
Relecently I close my curtains.
I go back to bed and wait for another day when the sky is dark or filled with clouds.