A Princess Called Lindzey
Dear Journal and Readers,
I have been looking up the Mid-evil ages and getting in touch with my dream of being a princess. Not the kind you all are assuming. Not prissy or romantic, but the dark and mysterious who keeps to herself. I also have a fetish for samurai swords and bow & arrows. Boy was I ever born in the wrong erra LOL. Sometimes I can imagine myself cloaked in black, with slave bracelets and a long samurai blade sheathed in black and silver at my side. I guess that you all think I'm wierd, and trust me when I say. I'm as wierd as it gets. No, but really I think I don't belong in this era. Most of my dreams, take place in mid-evil age or some where today in the elements. If I'm not about to die from element's in my dream I am controlling them. Sometimes it makes me feel powerful, but not like a god or anything. Like my own princess I'd suppose. Oh yeah, I'm sorry to all of you who read my last post. I'm sick so I was asleep practically all day yesterday. I should be to school tomorro. Which as we all know is a day away. Yeah I know orphan Annie, but gotta love her huh? Well I guess I'm through for now, so I can read more active journal here on LJ. Byez!
Love Always,
Lindsay
PS.
You know usually I'd put a dream, but due to no one reading my journal. What's the point, right? Oh hell. Who am I trying to kid. This is my ideal of being a princess in the med-evil/modern ages.
I rode on a horse of black coloring and red eye's, called Nightmare. The night was cold and vigorous, as me and my horse companion galloped through streets of black surface. I came to the building I called my home. The appartment I lived in towered high into the skies, overlooking the city I resided in. I took of my cloak and dressed in the ussual flowing gown, applying acessories of silver and ruby. I go to the window and the moon is shining bright. This is my home, the home I call: 'Crystal Stair'.
I have been looking up the Mid-evil ages and getting in touch with my dream of being a princess. Not the kind you all are assuming. Not prissy or romantic, but the dark and mysterious who keeps to herself. I also have a fetish for samurai swords and bow & arrows. Boy was I ever born in the wrong erra LOL. Sometimes I can imagine myself cloaked in black, with slave bracelets and a long samurai blade sheathed in black and silver at my side. I guess that you all think I'm wierd, and trust me when I say. I'm as wierd as it gets. No, but really I think I don't belong in this era. Most of my dreams, take place in mid-evil age or some where today in the elements. If I'm not about to die from element's in my dream I am controlling them. Sometimes it makes me feel powerful, but not like a god or anything. Like my own princess I'd suppose. Oh yeah, I'm sorry to all of you who read my last post. I'm sick so I was asleep practically all day yesterday. I should be to school tomorro. Which as we all know is a day away. Yeah I know orphan Annie, but gotta love her huh? Well I guess I'm through for now, so I can read more active journal here on LJ. Byez!
Love Always,
Lindsay
PS.
You know usually I'd put a dream, but due to no one reading my journal. What's the point, right? Oh hell. Who am I trying to kid. This is my ideal of being a princess in the med-evil/modern ages.
I rode on a horse of black coloring and red eye's, called Nightmare. The night was cold and vigorous, as me and my horse companion galloped through streets of black surface. I came to the building I called my home. The appartment I lived in towered high into the skies, overlooking the city I resided in. I took of my cloak and dressed in the ussual flowing gown, applying acessories of silver and ruby. I go to the window and the moon is shining bright. This is my home, the home I call: 'Crystal Stair'.