A Very Happy "Elph"
JollyAnd thus ends my little Christmas happiness shbiel. Happy holidays everyone, and I'll see some of you on New Year's Eve!
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I am Becky, Even though I hate the name Becky.
I love the name Rebecca. It’s just too formal to go by.
If I could, I’d go by my middle name instead, Because I think Hope is prettier than both.
I am eighteen years old, Although I act older.
I’m a Christian,
But I don’t go to church anymore.
And I’m a Scorpio. (But I’m not supposed to know that.)
I love Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn.
And Clark Gable. But that’s not just because he was a good actor.
My idol is
by ~FOG30
Obsession Part III flipped the page of my book, not even aware of what had transpired on the pages I had just read. With my hair shielding my face, I was watching you. Again. I knew I shouldn’t be, after all, you and I hardly know each other at all. That was my mantra when I first became attracted to you. “This is ridiculous, you don’t even know her!” I would tell myself over and over again. But it was useless, I suppose.Obsession Part II
For years, I had this image in my mind of that person who would be perfect for me. They were so perfect, in fact, that I never thought they could ever exist. And then I met you. Immediately, I knew there was
by ~FOG30
ObsessionI walk into the room, shivering against the cold that followed me in from outside. Winter is coming. I despise winter. I take a seat at the first empty chair I see and pull out my book, opening it to the page I marked the previous day. I lower my head, my hair falling in front of my face. With my eyes hidden, I lift them from the pages of my novel and glance about the room quickly. Searching. Searching for you. I spot you and notice that you’ve seen me as well. I lift my head and you smile at me, giving a slight nod in greeting. I nod back and then you turn your attention back to your work. I lower my head again, my eyes not leaving you.Obsession
by ~FOG30
ScorpionBeware the Scorpion, His eyes lit ablaze His curling grin and Complex mind-maze.Scorpion
Red hair burning and Steel eyes intense. He bores into your soul Ignoring defense.
He whispers so sweetly, Then lashes out loud Smooth velvet exterior Now disavowed.
There’s no need to speak He sees into your mind. He makes you consumed And then leaves you blind.
You can’t escape The steel intense stare Even when gone His eyes remain there.
His jealousy rage, And possession complete He co
by ~FOG30
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- Current Residence: A galaxy far, far away...
- Interests: All kinds, shapes, forms and genres of art
- Favourite movie: More than I can fit here.
- Favourite band or musician: Kamelot, Josh Groban, ect.
- Favourite genre of music: Rock, opera, jazz, classical, squishy love songs, ect.
- MP3 player of choice: iPod!
- Favourite cartoon character: Does Pocahontas count?
- Personal Quote: Still waters run deep.
- Tools of the Trade: My hands
- Email: vanilla_geisha@hotmail.com
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