A/N; I was looking through my old writing from 8 months ago and it made me want to cry and throw myself out the window, but naturally because of this I'd gotten the motivation to start writing again. However I never seem to have motivation AND ideas at the same time, so I ignored my burst of creativity and listened to music. It was when I was listening to music that How to be a Heartbreaker by Marina and the Diamonds came on (THIS MY JAM! I LOVE MARINA) and I started think about my fandoms and Blue popped into head. So I wrote this while listening the same song on repeat for hours.
Once upon a time there was a little girl, naïve and simple. Her favorite thing was listening to the many stories of princesses and knights in shining armor and evil queens and dragons. They were mesmerizing and she decided she wanted to live a fairy tale life. Just like the princesses, she too eagerly sat in her tower waiting for her prince charming to come along. Days passed, she started to imagine his appearance. Days turned to weeks, she pictured him defeating the great Ice Dragon, weeks to months, and she rehearsed what to say when he came to her rescue, and then months to years as she occupied herself by staring out the window, watching.
He never showed up.
The little girl got tired of waiting. So she escaped. She left everything behind, including the child who believed in those foolish fairy tales.
Over the years of seclusion and loneliness the once naïve little girl had morphed and deformed, her heart turned jagged and hardened, her morals, twisted. She turned to thievery; it replaced her disappointment with a rush of adrenaline. All the things she could never have, everything she ever wanted, now within her grasp. She laughed, oh how simple it was!
Everyone was a fool and the world was her playground.
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On the inside she was a monster, but the outside…now that was something more beautiful than any jewel she'd ever stolen. Naturally this attracted people to her, because surely no one would be attracted to her repulsive personality.
Money pleased her, shiny jewels, silk clothes, but eventually it began to bore her. It wasn't enough. It was never enough. So she decided to steal the biggest treasure yet.
Hearts.
She'd met many over the years, but they were not her prince, nevertheless she had her fun with them, taunting, manipulating. The fact that she only had to say, "I love you," and her wish was their command was the greatest entertainment. Sometimes she wondered if she was an amazing liar or if people were so blinded by the false image depicted as love that they neglected to notice.
Human stupidity never ceased to amaze her.
Before long she bolted out of there, no use getting attached to something so unnecessary. And she moved on to the next one.
Every now and then she questioned her lifestyle, wondered what the hell ever happened to her. How could something like love, which she didn't even believe in, turn her into this?
And her biggest question yet, what would she do once she got bored with stealing hearts too?
A/N; AGDFLJAKJLBHFDKJALBHA WHY ARE MY ENDINGS ALWAYS SO CLICHED?!
Ahem, sorry for my outburst...I apologize if this was bad, I haven't really wrote in a while so I'm sub-par at best nowadays, but I hope it was okay. I'll probably revamp this in a couple of days when I can think straight and I'm not sick with a cold anyways, but review or favorite, even constructive criticism is appreciated! ...or not...whatever floats your boat...bye~