Love Love is an ever undying sensation That sends us susceptible mortals Catapulting down into some endless abyss Only to be found and caught by arms; And I can feel them now, love, They're yours
The princess, her alter-ego and their imaginary friend does not like it very much to let everybody in on everything. They believe that non-fairy people should stay out. If you are not a non-fairy person and would like to fly and soar and prance into vineyards and cast magic upon your dog, click this, love.
User Number: 2501170
Date Created:2004-03-13
Number of Posts: 241
Loves fairies, rock and roll, theatre, poetry, prose, coffee and can never stand butterflies. Believes that is kin to the Elves of Imladris. Can be shallow if her hormones demand so, is 27 years of age (in mind, anyway) and fancies boys kissing/assaulting other boys. And not forget Brad Pitt, please.
Strengths: Flexible. Knows when to be serious, and to be shallow, and to be smart. Knows her place. Know when to keep it. Knows her friends. Knows how to keep them.
Weaknesses: Tends to eat everything. Can mortify one to death if mentioned companion does not know how to fly and make poppies spring out of their heads.
Special Skills: Can fly, write, swim, unleash pink bunnies, spit dust, put up volume of stereo to 101, make milk and moo.
Weapons: Invisible but invincible wings, rotating wand, sharp writing medium, 500 pound notebook, hot red tutu, pointe footwear, slapping best friend and easily made furious smurfpetthing.