Imogen||Elenore||Prince
Bury me deep inside you heart
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Those losers I call my friends call me
I suppose, If I like you enough, you can call me Elle
T'is just a number
June 24, 17...it should be a holiday , at least I think so.
Flesh and blood
I have lovely female parts, thank you. Maybe one day a lucky man will see them.
It's just how I roll
You wont like me...at least you wont on the inside, on the outside you'll be like everyone else- kind and sweet and always puckering up. What you do is you own business but mind this, whether you lie to me or show your true colors it wont make a damn to me. I don't know why I'm not the most popular of women, I should be really. Whether its jealousy that drives others or desire, I can never say. All I can say I know is myself. I know that I am a girl that knows what she wants. I wont bend my opinions for you or anyone else- if I believe the sky is purple then when I color thats what shad it will be, end of story. If such a mentality makes me a b***h or what have you then so be it. I don't apologize for who I am. I know I'm a woman who wont be swayed away from what she wants and if that makes me seem spoiled then thats too bad as well. I can't seem to understand what is so daunting about a woman who is sure of every facet of herself...if others were like me then maybe life would run more smoothly.
A few important things you should know about me. I am very opinionated and I form pictures of people quickly, a bad first impression puts you far back in my book. Its hard to be a front page person- I'd have to not only respect you but admire you as well, usually the only person that I do both towards is the one in the mirror.
It's a little fuzzy
I don't like looking back too much, my past was ever so dull you see. Now I'm not saying my parents weren't splendid- sure they didn't have much time for me but I had plenty of servants to wait on me and fall to my every whim. Certainly I didn't have children my own age to play with...but I guess those things, such things as childhood friendships and siblings and family business...well it must have been overrated if I wasn't exposed to it. My parents would never keep me from anything, right?
Most of my time was spent on lessons a lady should have- dancing, music- one of my favorites, etiquette, and of course academics. Let it be known that though I am a princess I'm certainly not a dim minded girl. I enjoyed my privileged youth, very much. Perhaps if I hadn't been as lucky as I was I wouldn't have been so well exposed towards music, my true passion. Singing is my only talent- sadly and my mediocre ability with instruments is my one shame. The day came though that I was pulled from my lessons and exposed to society, as all royalty should be. I must say that all these people fawning over me for what I am is a bother, its why I grew to have such a terrible distaste towards balls. The only good thing about them is the dancing, the music, and the lovely dresses...well most of them are lovely, truly some women should have their seamstresses hanged. Time went by and now I'm being pushed, more then usual, by my parents to find a companion. My father is the sensible type- I should find a person who is grand enough for a princess, My mother sasy someone pleasing to the eyes. Certainly I would look for both...but part of me wants to find that grand passion as well. It may be silly but if I want it I will have it. Period.
If I could change
For one I would much rather be a taller girl. My parents are so statuesque that I don't really understand why I'm not gifted with the same height. Then there's the fact that I don't have nimble enough fingers. I try to play the violin but its never well enough to please me...if only I had better hands. Finally, and don't mention this to anyone...but perhaps my temper could be leashed a bit.
Plastic surgery isn't an option
My splendid hair is one of my loves, Naturally its in waves but sometimes I like to have it straightened out by one of my hairdressers. Its even longer that way. I also love my eyes, a gift from my mother. Oh yes, and I do believe that- despite me being a little short, five foot six to be exact- I do have a lovely figure.
My heaven on Earth
* Perfecting her violin skills
*Singing
*Sweets
*Jewels
*Dresses
*The few moments with her parents
*Being fawned over
*Romance Novels
*High heels
*Her west land terrier, Rafael aka Rafe
My idea of hell
*Poorly played music
*Pretenders
*People who call me arrogant
*Men who cannot take a hint
*People who can't dance
*People who can't dress well
*Sour foods
*cats, perhaps its because I' catty as well
*tall women and flat shoes
*Being stuck around those I dislike
Shh, my very darkest secrets
* I still keep my teddy bear from when I was a baby, it goes where I go
*I sometimes wonder what it'd be like to have real friends
*....I really do want to fall in love, with someone other then myself
I'm not a baby
*I don't like heights
*The sight of blood makes me feint
*spiders, they give me the willies
* The idea of going def
*being without my bear, hush!! Its not funny
Ear sex
Beautiful
I think it's love
Well that Alexander is attractive enough
Bury me deep inside you heart
|&|Nosebleed_specialXD|&|
Those losers I call my friends call me
I suppose, If I like you enough, you can call me Elle
T'is just a number
June 24, 17...it should be a holiday , at least I think so.
Flesh and blood
I have lovely female parts, thank you. Maybe one day a lucky man will see them.
It's just how I roll
You wont like me...at least you wont on the inside, on the outside you'll be like everyone else- kind and sweet and always puckering up. What you do is you own business but mind this, whether you lie to me or show your true colors it wont make a damn to me. I don't know why I'm not the most popular of women, I should be really. Whether its jealousy that drives others or desire, I can never say. All I can say I know is myself. I know that I am a girl that knows what she wants. I wont bend my opinions for you or anyone else- if I believe the sky is purple then when I color thats what shad it will be, end of story. If such a mentality makes me a b***h or what have you then so be it. I don't apologize for who I am. I know I'm a woman who wont be swayed away from what she wants and if that makes me seem spoiled then thats too bad as well. I can't seem to understand what is so daunting about a woman who is sure of every facet of herself...if others were like me then maybe life would run more smoothly.
A few important things you should know about me. I am very opinionated and I form pictures of people quickly, a bad first impression puts you far back in my book. Its hard to be a front page person- I'd have to not only respect you but admire you as well, usually the only person that I do both towards is the one in the mirror.
It's a little fuzzy
I don't like looking back too much, my past was ever so dull you see. Now I'm not saying my parents weren't splendid- sure they didn't have much time for me but I had plenty of servants to wait on me and fall to my every whim. Certainly I didn't have children my own age to play with...but I guess those things, such things as childhood friendships and siblings and family business...well it must have been overrated if I wasn't exposed to it. My parents would never keep me from anything, right?
Most of my time was spent on lessons a lady should have- dancing, music- one of my favorites, etiquette, and of course academics. Let it be known that though I am a princess I'm certainly not a dim minded girl. I enjoyed my privileged youth, very much. Perhaps if I hadn't been as lucky as I was I wouldn't have been so well exposed towards music, my true passion. Singing is my only talent- sadly and my mediocre ability with instruments is my one shame. The day came though that I was pulled from my lessons and exposed to society, as all royalty should be. I must say that all these people fawning over me for what I am is a bother, its why I grew to have such a terrible distaste towards balls. The only good thing about them is the dancing, the music, and the lovely dresses...well most of them are lovely, truly some women should have their seamstresses hanged. Time went by and now I'm being pushed, more then usual, by my parents to find a companion. My father is the sensible type- I should find a person who is grand enough for a princess, My mother sasy someone pleasing to the eyes. Certainly I would look for both...but part of me wants to find that grand passion as well. It may be silly but if I want it I will have it. Period.
If I could change
For one I would much rather be a taller girl. My parents are so statuesque that I don't really understand why I'm not gifted with the same height. Then there's the fact that I don't have nimble enough fingers. I try to play the violin but its never well enough to please me...if only I had better hands. Finally, and don't mention this to anyone...but perhaps my temper could be leashed a bit.
Plastic surgery isn't an option
My splendid hair is one of my loves, Naturally its in waves but sometimes I like to have it straightened out by one of my hairdressers. Its even longer that way. I also love my eyes, a gift from my mother. Oh yes, and I do believe that- despite me being a little short, five foot six to be exact- I do have a lovely figure.
My heaven on Earth
* Perfecting her violin skills
*Singing
*Sweets
*Jewels
*Dresses
*The few moments with her parents
*Being fawned over
*Romance Novels
*High heels
*Her west land terrier, Rafael aka Rafe
My idea of hell
*Poorly played music
*Pretenders
*People who call me arrogant
*Men who cannot take a hint
*People who can't dance
*People who can't dress well
*Sour foods
*cats, perhaps its because I' catty as well
*tall women and flat shoes
*Being stuck around those I dislike
Shh, my very darkest secrets
* I still keep my teddy bear from when I was a baby, it goes where I go
*I sometimes wonder what it'd be like to have real friends
*....I really do want to fall in love, with someone other then myself
I'm not a baby
*I don't like heights
*The sight of blood makes me feint
*spiders, they give me the willies
* The idea of going def
*being without my bear, hush!! Its not funny
Ear sex
Beautiful
I think it's love
Well that Alexander is attractive enough
