Saturday, June 12, 2010

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Wednesday, June 9, 2010

The truth, via Twitter. This makes me hurt more. #DBN RT @deathbatnews: Accidental Overdose Cause Of Jimmy "The Rev Sullivan's Death.: http://wp.me/p907c-194

Monday, June 7, 2010

Rose Petals and Razorblades: The Journal of Dayna Ravanelli

This is a journal I kept between the age of 15 to a little before 19. It’s completely unchanged, except for a few spelling mistakes and the last names of certain people have been removed to protect privacy and shit.

Please note that this is an uncensored account of my thoughts and feelings as well as my battle with Self Injury. It’s a little disturbing in some parts, but I wanted to keep this as raw as it is on the pages of the notebook it was originally written in.

Quite a few entries are unfinished and my thoughts sort of bounce around from one topic to another, so you may get a little confused and I apologize.

You will also notice that I signed the bottom of most of the entries with several different names. Some of them are just nicknames while the others are my real name with a few extra last names tacked on.

I tried to include some of the random tidbits between entries, but some things just can’t be typed up, like the blood paintings mentioned in a few entries.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this little journey into the twisted inner workings of my teenaged mind and do try to remember that everything you read here is REAL. None of this is fiction. It all really happened to me and I put it to paper the way I lived it.

FoREVer yours,

Dayna Ravanelli (Cali B. Diamond)

NOTE: This will appear in the entry containing the journal as well.

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Below are some photos of the journal. They include the front and back covers, a few blood paintings that I did and some doodles. This is my proof to you that this journal exists and I'm not bullshitting any of this.

FoREVer Yours,

Cali

Trashed and Scattered

Dear fake motherfucker with nothing better to do with his life,

I hope you’re happy with yourself, pretending to be someone you’re not and making so many loyal fans believe that you were the ones we idolize. How dare you do this to us! You used our love and die hard loyalty for Avenged Sevenfold for your own twisted pleasure and left us all feeling raped.

Yes, raped.

I should have known that contest was too good to be true. I should have known that Syn Gates would not randomly contact me because of a silly status update, no matter what it said. I should have known that Brian Senior wouldn’t lie to us.

You used my gullibility and my love for Avenged Sevenfold against me and you tricked me into thinking that I was being rewarded for my dedication.

Shame on you.

Shame on me for falling for it.

I wanted so badly to believe that those fucking profiles were real, contest or not, and I went so far as to bash other fans for not believing in them just to prove myself to someone who isn’t who they say they are. I feel horrible for doing that. It’s because of you that I acted that way. I treated members of my A7X family like dirt and now I’m paying for it with guilt. Thanks, asshole.

I am ashamed of myself, but I will pull through this. After all of the crap I’ve dealt with not only recently, but my entire life, this will be a piece of fucking cake.

If your goal was to publicly humiliate over thousands of fans and the guys themselves, then congratulations, you’ve succeeded. I hope you rot in hell for this, you prick. I hope the guys find you and sue the shit out of you because what you did could be considered identity theft and I know for damn sure it’s a serious case of stalking.

I hope you get stopped by a real fan one day and have the living crap kicked out of you because you fooled them and you hurt them with your lies.

I hope the people you had by your side to help you with this scam get the same fucking treatment you do. You all deserve it.

If A7X hears the extent of the shit you pulled, and I hope they do, I hope they publicly humiliate YOU so you can see how it fucking feels. You shouldn’t call yourself a fan, because you’re not. You’re nothing more than a fucking stalker hell bent on ruining people’s lives. You and your friends have all shit on Avenged Sevenfold and their fans and there’s gonna be hell to pay. We don’t take this shit lightly. You don’t fuck with A7X and you don’t fuck with A7X family.

And you really shouldn’t try to play innocent when confronted. We all know it was you. We have the fucking proof and I hope Facebook actually does something about you and people like you who make these fake profiles and feed off of the fans’ love that isn’t for you.

I don’t want to know why you did it or how you managed to get away with it for so long and I don’t want to know how you got a hold of the information and pictures and things that you did, I just want you to pay for this and pay fucking dearly. I want you to suffer the agony of trusting something with your whole heart and having it turn out to be a fucking lie. Death would be too good for you. You should be made to suffer at the hands of those of us you hurt, including A7X and their wives/girlfriends.

It sickens me that you went so far as to make profiles for the girls. Did you think it would make the others more believable? And that bullshit about Matt and Avril Lavigne, that was smart. I hope Matt finds you and kicks your ass for that. You caused a lot of drama and you deserve to be fucking punished for it in the worst way.

I kick myself for seeing the signs of a fake and not going with my gut. I just wanted to have something to believe in and you’ve taken my ability to trust anyone and you’ve shattered it in a million pieces. I fucking hate you for this.

Fuck you.

That’s all I have left to say is a big, fat FUCK YOU.

I’m done wasting my breath and my time on you. You’ll get what’s coming to you and when you do, I’m going to laugh and cheer with the rest of them.

I’ll see you in hell, asshole.

FoREVer hating you,

Cali B. Diamond (Dayna Ravanelli)

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Bittersweet Decadence

It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything here and you guys are in for a new treat. Along with the poetry I’ve been slowly feeding you, I’ve included a new piece of original fiction.

It’s just a simple erotic visual standalone type thing that I threw together the other night and it’s the first of many little pieces that I hope to come up with and give to you.

Also, I’ve been typing up some old short stories and stuff that I’ll try to post the next time around, but I have to warn you that it isn’t exactly… clean.

Yes, that’s right, I do write some porny stuff and some of you know this already, but for the newer visitors, it may be a bit of a change. Either way, I hope you enjoy it but you must remember that it’s intended for people 18 and over. I cannot control who reads this stuff because the place I post it at is open to the public, but I do have to warn you about it for legal reasons and shit.

Anyway, here’s a few more poems from my book, Stuck in a Grey Daze that I am SERIOUSLY hoping to publish by the end of the year if I can find someone who actually wants to print it.

Enjoy and don’t be afraid to tell me what you think. I love getting reviews and feedback on everything, so don’t be shy.

FoREVer Yours,

Cali B. Diamond

P.S. – Tell me what you think of the new layout. Leave me a comment here and I’ll personally answer it next week!

Original Fiction

The Nobody

Poetry

Time Flies When You’re Alone
Jeff’s Ballad
Eternal Rest
Dearest Virgo
The Taste of Hearbreak
Falling Angel
The Virgin
Infatuation With Insanity
Physiognomy