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Perfect FitWhat made this one girl stand out among the thousands? He couldn’t say, there wasn’t just the one thing he could put his finger on try as he might. It was the way she moulded perfectly to fit the contours of his body when they hugged, it was the distinguishing pattern of moles on her arm spelling J - the first letter of her name. It was the way her bright green eyes gently lifted behind dark lashes to catch his not knowing that this simple gesture made his insides squirm with sudden heat. It was the way her hair felt so soft on the pillow and smelt so nice first thing in the morning. Everything about her culminated in making his haiPerfect Fit
by ~the-worlds-facade
ColdI’m so cold, in this night so dark. No one can save me should I surrender my soul, or heart. Nothing to let the light in, yet always there are stars even if they aren’t visible. In this bleak place there can’t be as there really is no light at all. The temperature is freezing yet I can’t die, why won’t you let me surrender to it? Please … just let me go … let me DIE!!Cold
by ~the-worlds-facade
TrappedTrappedTrapped
Fifteen years ago I ran in here. Here. My prison, my sanctuary. I am not trapped, yet I am not free. I can even go into the garden, but that is not like being outside. Just now, I am in a room. It isn’t my room, but it has become almost so. Everyone knows it is where I will probably be. But it is not mine. I cannot stay in this room. If I stay here for too long I almost go insane, with misery, guilt, betrayal, and hope. The remembered hope I felt all those years ago, but now I know, I have no hope. I am safe here. I am imprisoned here. Strange to think I chose this place as my prison. Strange indeed, you
by ~the-worlds-facade
"Prophecy"From whence forbidden love did rise A child of fate in unknown guise Near and far the parents leave but one hope To save the world, at the edge she must cope Fire below, ice above, water and earth together conspire Yet she’s humanity’s saviour from a world of blood and fire"Prophecy"
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- Current Residence: exeter
- Interests: drama. english, singing, dance, performing in general lol, i like to read see mates and ordinary stu
- Favourite movie: the rocky horror picture show
- Favourite band or musician: skye sweetman / nightwish
- Favourite genre of music: anything including rock opera, and pop, and anything in between
- Favourite artist: monet
- Favourite poet or writer: Sophie Kinsella or marian Keyes
- MP3 player of choice: my ipod mini in blue hehe
- Wallpaper of choice: fairies
- Skin of choice: purple
- Favourite game: tetris, or bop it (since i was ill)
- Favourite gaming platform: ? playstion 2 ?
- Favourite cartoon character: mini mouse
- Personal Quote: the sweetest rose still has thorns
- Tools of the Trade: my hands, a piece of paper and a pen or pencil
- MSN: jennidiamonds666@hotmail.com
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"They're sad little people...but they are good at mending things." -- My mother, on the subject of men.
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"It's monstrous labour when I wash my brain and it grows fouler." -- Octavius Caesar, on the subject of alcohol.
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"They're sad little people...but they are good at mending things." -- My mother, on the subject of men.
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"It's monstrous labour when I wash my brain and it grows fouler." -- Octavius Caesar, on the subject of alcohol.
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"They're sad little people...but they are good at mending things." -- My mother, on the subject of men.
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