holding hands

Anything that matters about me has to do with Sam, of course. I just regret that one moment, in that one festival, where he was holding my hand. He looked back at me, smiled...we were in this crowd and his hand suddenly slipped from mine and I couldn't see him anymore. The next time I saw him, he was already dead. I wish I held onto his hand tighter, maybe things would be different...

Lil's mind

What is always in my head? Hmmmm.... Not to seem like an air-head, but....nothing? I have nothing in my head until something sparks up my irritation. I'm not a very loving person, as you can see, so I don't spend time dwelling about the so called "important people in our lives". And I don't have problems to think about because they're only problems when you make them problems. Which leads us back to irritation. That's the only think that my seems worthy of thinking about for me.

So I guess my mind is a pandora's box!

The key...

Well.....my father, you see, he's always been a strange man. He's neurotic, or so my observation proves (it's taboo to talk about these illnesses we have). I don't really know what he's thinking. Nobody knows! (except, probably, my mother, but I'm not sure about that either). He threw me in an isolated place as a kid, and it was rough for me there (don't ask), and then after some years he didn't let me finish what I was doing there and put me back to the main castle. He then ignores me, but threatens people who try to befriend me. He didn't let me meet with other royalty either, and was seriously opposed to my engagement to the Vulcan prince.... but now he has me exiled there! Seriously, I don't think he understand himself very well, either. I've come to really hate him because of various things that I'd rather not talk about. My mother I also can't read. She's always...ecstatic (oh look, it runs in the blood), and never ever focuses on anything. Her one redeeming quality is that she actually cares for her children (on the other hand, she makes a really really bad queen). I don't know how to describe our relationship...but we're cool. She lets me does whatever I want, and occasionally says a wise thing or two (I know. Creepy, right?).

Overall, there's a very transparent line running somewhere between our understanding of each other. Guess because we our family doesn't communicate enough. Especially Hari!

DURRRRR

uhhh.... well, duh, people. I'm like fucking representative of Venus, and I'm like engaged to this insanely rich prince from a far away kingdom. So money is never a problem. I always get what I want.... ALWAYS. Besides all that, I'm also a thief. ;-)