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The songs of a nymphet

To be bewitched is enamoring

Created on 2004-11-22 14:19:48 (#5229729), last updated 2005-02-04

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Name:	♥Enamored Nymphet♥
Location:	ON, Canada

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I shalt seek thee
until the first ray of sunlight
fails to coruscate from the east
And the strength of a cat exceeds
ten thousand tigers' might

I shalt love thee
Thou are the love of my life
Until moon turned to cheese
And all that's false are right

Very personal entries are:

autobiography
Name:Angie
Initials: AC
birthplace: Tianjin, China
birthdate:1987
occupation:College
General hobbies:Composing and listening to music, reading paperbacks, surf random websites, online diaries.
Favorite academic subject:Economics
Favorite Color:orchid
Favorite song:I have nothing (Whitney Houston)
Favorite singer:Madonna
Favorite bands:Bon Jovi, Puddle of Mudd
Favorite Book:Rebecca
Favorite Show:The Apprentice (don't watch TV much, but if I really have to choose...)
Favorite Author:Virginia Andrews

I shall try to tell a part of my story on a daily basis and in the form of poems and letters.
I'm a person of the extremes, capable of feeling emotions and sorting out my inner conflicts on my own rather than neglecting them, pretending problems don't exist. I always leave room for doubt. I absolutely despise self denial in people. I live for myself until the day a man can teach me the meaning and the consequences of trust. I'm not easily accepting of people, but I do try to remind myself everyday that people don't have to function the way I do, because the beauty in mankind is the choice to be. I am not perfect in that I'm not the ideal image of myself. I have yet to meet a person who is perfect in the sense that they are satisfied with themselves in every aspect. I feel joy and rage, sadness and frustration, and I'm not afraid to let it surface in the form of laughter, tears, or shouts of anger. I do not perceive being emotional as equivalent to being weak, but rather I see it as being honest to thy self.
I will appear to you as a coy, mundane and unexpressive girl, but you may wonder that there's something about me, as some have wondered the same thing. I do not open myself up for everyone to see, to reach out, and to admire or despise. You always have to make the first move and show your sincere interest in me. You have to use your compassion, your sensitivity, gentleness and loyalty to open the lock on the door of my heart, for it is raw, unprotected, unsheltered and so vunerable, it bleeds much too easily. Look into the shadows of my eyes and you shall see the wounds of the past on the cluster of juicy redness.

Here, you are seeing the real me within all my lies and my deceits.

I'm a puberscent girl, it probably don't necessarily make me a woman yet but regardless of the extent of the developement of my maturity, I will always keep my young and childish heart. There are somethings that I just cannot change, and that is one of them.

I love to compose music, and I hope to spend most of my life to do just that.

"Things that bring out your emotions are what should be in theaters and in books. That's what art is. It makes you feel things."
-Dominique Swain