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All I want for Christmas is you.

Love stories?

I think books can ruin lives- to an extent anyway.

A perfect example of this is Madame Bourvay (exellent book!).

The book (as far as I've read) is about a young beautiful woman married to a dull suitor who she doesn't love. The book talks of her obsession with love poems, love books and fine things. I think it is her need for passion and class that leads her into an affair with Rodolphe.

"She remembered the heroines of novels she had read, and the lyrical legion of those adulterous women began to sing in her memory with sisterly voices that enchanted her. Now she saw herself as one of those amoureuses whom she had so envied: she was becoming, in reality, one of that gallery of fictional figures; the long dream of her youth was coming true. She was full of a delicious sense of vengeance. How she had suffered! But now her hour of triumph had come; and love, so long repressed was gushing forth in joyful effervescence. She savored it without remorse, without anxiety, without distress."- Madame Bourvary

Because of her love for romance, because of her need for pretty words she was susceptible to being manipulated by a man who only wanted sex. When he breaks her heart by not running away with her, she is left alone again with her sorrows and gets seriously ill. All she really wanted was to become a heroine from her favourite novel.

It's the same with all romance novels. There's this little book you might have heard about. It's called Twilight. ...

Young girls, Young women and strange mothers trying to be cool have become obsessed with this series

What do they like about it? The action?

HECK NO!

They like the fact a plain Bella Swan can score a wonderfully rich, hansome, chivalrous, strong and devoted (edging on stalkerish) man.

Well I think that must be why because honestly there is nothing good about Stephanie Myers writing style...

Anyway my point is, when girl or boys fill their heads with passionate romances that you 'just know straight away are the one'.They will expect it from the person they date or marry. And they will fall madly in 'love' with the first guy/ girl who looks their way and calls them gross pet names like: my love, smexy, babe, gawjuss ect.

Not only gross people fall into the trap of liking/loving the idea of someone. I have and I completely regret dating a certain male (*shoots self*) because I thought he was everything I wanted.

he made me blush

he made me smile

he made me giggle

he probably would have wrote me a poem if I asked.

But when I finally spent time with him again I realised that he didn't measure up to the image I created in my head. The person I liked, wasn't him, it was just a figment of my imagination.

I know ALOT of girls who have done the same, and are still doing the same.

"He says sweet things to me, like from movies and books therefore we are in love". But the minute she gets bored of him or he runs out of corny things to say they are over within minutes.

There is nothing wrong with romantic gestures or words but there is something wrong if they aren't real. If you have gotten you idea of love from one of the following you are not living in reality:

1. Books

2. Movies

3. Peers

4. those cheesy fwd emails

5. Poems

6. Only Emotions

Love isn't the way he looks at you. Love can't be faked but words, cute gestures and kisses can be. You can be even lying to yourself this very minute, you think you love someone but deep down

you are merely in love with love.

this rant is aimed directly at a certain person who will probably never read this or will agree with it because they think they are in love and are different.

-Brooklyn

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I never knew food could be so cute.

My Sunday Feeling

My life goal is to own a dress made by the lovely Melody Jasmine.

http://www.myspace.com/mysundayfeeling

Bright star

Faery Songs

Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Weep no more! oh, weep no more!
Young buds sleep in the root's white core.
Dry your eyes! oh, dry your eyes!
For I was taught in Paradise
To ease my breast of melodies,--
Shed no tear.

Overhead! look overhead!

'Mong the blossoms white and red--
Look up, look up! I flutter now
On this fresh pomegranate bough.
See me! 'tis this silvery bill
Ever cures the good man's ill.
Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Adieu, adieu -- I fly -- adieu!
I vanish in the heaven’s blue,--
Adieu, adieu!

Ah! woe is me! poor silver-wing!
That I must chant thy lady's dirge,
And death to this fair haunt of spring,
Of melody, and streams of flowery verge,--
Poor silver-wing! ah! woe is me!
That I must see
These blossoms snow upon thy lady's pall!
Go, pretty page! and in her ear
Whisper that the hour is near!
Softly tell her not to fear
Such calm favonian burial!
Go, pretty page! and soothly tell,--
The blossoms hang by a melting spell,
And fall they must, ere a star wink thrice
Upon her closed eyes,
That now in vain are weeping their last tears,
At sweet life leaving, and these arbours green,--
Rich dowry from the Spirit of the Spheres,
Alas! poor Queen!

-John Keats

I find all poems are best when read aloud in a British accent. It also works for plays such as A Man For All Seasons, Crucible and Shakespeare .

Marry me John Keats.

-Brooklyn

"The truth is, you're just a silly show-off." - Richard Adams, Watership Down

I finished Watership Down wonderful book, HORRIFIC movie. I watched it when I was 4 and it scared me for life.

creepy >>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_5I9izys2ek&feature=related D:

So anyway I was feeling rather childish and free after reading the book. So i guess that was my insperation for these photo's.

Dress from Thailand,

Blazer thrifted,

Socks Sportsgirl

Shoes ???????

I really need my sister to be home when I want to take photos. Self timer is stupid.

- Brooklyn