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Well, I did tell the freshman guy that I liked him. And it was amazing. heart After I told him, I felt like I was flying and empowered and all that kind of thrilled crap. It felt so good to get that off of my chest, so I won't regret telling him ever, even if he turns out not to like me. neutral
(He never really gave me a reply, so I dunno)
But yeah. We live on, and learn to forget the petty things in life, and I will probably start to not like Ben anymore.
Yeah, that was BS. I'll probably like Ben for a very long time before my heart finally breaks and I go into a fit of deppression.
So, other than that, my life is jolly good!
 lady madrigal · Sat Sep 02, 2006 @ 05:40am · 0 Comments |
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I like three guys now, and it is driving me insane. One is a senior, and though I know I have no chance with him and should forget him, I can't. gonk I also like a sophomore, and he's really smart and interesting, despite how he dresses all punk-esque. Every time I get close to him though, I smell cigarettes, so I'm kinda worried about him. crying
The guy I think I have the most chance with is a freshman, like me, and he's really sweet and kind. I'm also thinking of doing somthing totally not like me: telling him that I like him. eek I am one of the most shy people ever when it comes to these things, I flirt with him and all, but even then, it's nerve-wrecking.
The worst thing about all of this is that I can't choose which guy to like more! Dear Lord help me over-come some of these people and move on!
Seriously, I need some help here. gonk gonk
lady madrigal · Sun Apr 30, 2006 @ 06:23pm · 0 Comments |
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White gowns hung like cobwebs in the wardrobe, its doors unhinged, showing its contents to the whole world.
"I bought them for you, Isabeau. Do you like them?" It's voice was poison in her ears. She could feel his breath on the back of her neck, just as she could feel the grip he had on her heart.
"They are beautiful, thank you."
The creature behind her laughed, his grip over her slipping a little.
"Ah, you are a wonderful creature. Polite, well educated, and with skin as fair as the moon. I will have you for my bride, when you turn of age, of course. In the meantime, you will stay here with me, and my servants Rissa and Phillip."
He motioned to a man and a woman standing in the doorway, their skin was white as marble, and their eyes were clear and sparkling.
Were they normal humans, just the employees of this thing, or were they his puppets as well?
She turned to the thing that had captured her.
"I will wed you, but you must tell me your name first."
He laughed again, and sighed with triumph.
"Tomas." He whispered in her ear.
lady madrigal · Mon Oct 10, 2005 @ 06:36pm · 1 Comments |
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The girl screamed, no, shrieked as the thing came to her. A shadowed hand closed over her mouth, silencing her cry. All that could be heard now was the sniffles as she cried. Its other arm wrapped around her waist and dragged her further into the darkness. She gave a low moan as she felt pain in her arms. It was binding her, the rope it used was cutting her flesh without mercy.
It pressed something to her lips, and she sighed as she felt something being drawn from her, sliding along her throat and past her lips like a whisper. It drew this thing that had emerged from her into itself, and she felt it strengthen and completely solidify.
It bent to her ear, speaking softly of things that she knew were forbidden, secret temptations that she knew were evil. But, It promised her things that she most wanted, and she gave in.
Her bright eyes changed to black, her hair, too became like the night, and she lay there in the silence, thinking of her soul that had been taken, of her damnation, of the creature that she could feel rejoycing in triumph beside her.
lady madrigal · Sun Oct 09, 2005 @ 07:15pm · 0 Comments |
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The little child sat in the moonlight, her dark gold hair flowing in waves around her face and down her back and shoulders. Her green eyes were wide, like a hiding animal's eyes that knows it's been found. Her breath caught in her throat, and she really did seem to be a silver statue. The shape flowed like pure darkness over to her, but would not touch the light of the moonglow.
"You resist, yet again, the beautiful world that I can give you. If you would let me come near, I could take you there. Your parents would see you again. Your brothers would play with you. Here they are; look around." The shape gestured to its right, where four figures stepped from the darkness. Her mother's face, then her fathers and brothers. They were really there.
She blinked, and this movement seemed to reanimate her once more. She held out a shaky hand to touch her mother's hand, but when her fingers touched the skin, they sank through what seemed to be only an illusion. She suddenly realized that her hand wasn't in the light.
It darted forward and snatched her hand, pulling her shocked self into the darkness where It wrapped her in its dreaded, unwanted embrace.
lady madrigal · Fri Jun 17, 2005 @ 04:41am · 1 Comments |
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The girl sat, an apparition seemingly made of moonglow and youth. Yet she was only human. She was only mortal. A low murmur came from outside, and the girl started. It was underneath her window. She ran to another window, sat in its light on the floor, and prayed that It would not follow her. But the whisper came again. She leaped like a lightning streak to another window. A burst of glass came from behind her as a shadow flowed through the broken window.
lady madrigal · Fri Jun 17, 2005 @ 03:24am · 0 Comments |
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Lifeless roses lay strewn about on the cold marble floor. A small girl, maybe a five year old, peered from a corner of the vast ball room. The moonglow came through the windows covering the west wall, like strips of silver upon the floor. This young girl sat in the silver light, looking at the darkest part of the ball room in terror. It would come tonight. It always came when the moon shone full. She sat in the light, for it was her only protection. It feared the moonglow.
lady madrigal · Thu Jun 16, 2005 @ 05:00am · 1 Comments |
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