my sister is a balrog. evil, fiery, and incredibly dangerous (seven scars). my mom is a bit like Sauruman. she loves to grate me down into little pieces, and does not understand my obsession with M.E. she says i need to get a grip on reality. sometimes she's nice, and a great mum, but one wrong move and she goes all spastic. i would love to consider myself an elf, though if you saw me on a bad day, youd probably run away screaming (im not excatly the embodiment of beauty) and i have a bad, bad temper (lots of people think im a frigid b*tch, but its usually the popualr people). though i do love animals, and the stars and night sky in general (before i ever read LotR)and nature. o well.
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