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She was a princess and he the prince, but they’d never really got on very well, you see. They were supposed to be married one day, but that was rather problematic seeing as they couldn’t stand each other for an afternoon, let alone the rest of their lives. It was a silly thing, she thought, and so she resolved to run away.
By Genevieve URL on 12.12.2011
There was an indian princess. she liked wearing green and blue saris, covered in beads. and once she went into a nearby river, her sari turned into the water and she melted with it. She turned into water. And now the river tastes really sweet.
By Jess on 12.12.2011
Once upon a time, there was a little girl by the name of Princess Lizzie. Lizzie was very, very sick, and one day, she lost all her hair. She was afraid that without her hair, she couldn’t be a princess anymore- I mean, a princess has to be beautiful, right? Well, her friends soon showed Lizzie that she could be a beautifu
By Kate on 12.12.2011
every girl wants to be a princess when they are grow up they think one day they will grow up and meet there prince charming and that he will sweep her off her feet but then the world smacks her right in the face and she now he will never come she isn’t a princess and no one is coming to sweep her off her feet she will go day by day lonely with no one there to love her no more princess and no more fairytale just some lonely girl with no one to love
By taylor on 12.12.2011
Was it all in vain?
— a fairy godmother’s dying thought
Disney sure loved them; they are the focus of his parks. Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, Ariel. All so pretty and charming and money-makers.
By What on 12.12.2011
Princess has 8 letters in the word.
My name has 7 letters.
What does this mean?!?!?!?!?
By jebs on 12.12.2011
This is my story how i found my prince charming. And this was what i wrote in my dairy that day: I am a princess looking for my prince Charming. Well, some girls usually say i am looking for my edward! (as in twilight) Everyone has their own fairy tail. My starts with this, I stared at Justin. He had the must wonderful smile in the world. He was my best friend but a few days ago he became my prince charming and i was his princess. =)
By Lizzy URL on 12.12.2011
I am not a princess. I’m not very beautiful, I don’t live in a castle and I don’t have a prince charming. But I am waiting for my bruised battered soldier.
By Cindy URL on 12.12.2011
In his eyes, she is, was, and would always be perfect. He watched her grow from nothing and waited longingly for the day that he would be able to give her the remains of his kingdom.
By Aaron M. URL on 12.12.2011
I am the princess you wish you were. I am beautiful and friendly and am the queen to be. My price will by my knight in shinney armor and I will be his lady in waiting. Oh what a life we will have, and our children will be. No wait this can’t be. My dreams are starting to unravel. My prince was just…
By teeda URL on 12.12.2011
The girl that I will spend forever with. The girl that I will show undying love for. The girl that I will give myself up to, and allow her to know every aspect of me. The girl that changes my life. That’s who my princess is.
By Alex Cornell URL on 12.12.2011
I am not a princess. Someone who is spoiled, someone that I do not aspire to be. Materialistic. Plastic. Not pretty. But why do little girls love them so much?
By Jenn on 12.12.2011
sometimes she imagined herself to be the kind of girl that would imagine being the fairy princess locked up and away in a tower among the clouds, pining and sighing away for her dashing young hero to overcome the dragon and brave the thorns to save her beautiful soul. she, however, much preferred imagining herself as the dragon who really only kidnapped the girl to save her (honestly, how many corsets can one waist take?) and befriended both the petty princess and the pompous prince. too bad she wasn’t. too bad she had every other girl’s dream and her very own little nightmare.
By Leanne URL on 12.12.2011
There once was a princess named lee. She had for dinner, one little pea. She ate it all up, with a touch of ketchup, then purged when no one could see.
By Calin on 12.12.2011
Marvin frequently Forrest Gumped his way through affairs at the palace but today he excelled himself. Realising that he should never have filled the moat with savage goldfish he tried to make amends by filling all the boiling oil containers with fake snow, figuring that this would fool any potential invaders into immediately heading home upon seeing the change in the weather. But the final straw (and the one that sent him to the dungeon) was adding hair extensions to the princess’s golden locks.
The handsome prince came to rescue her from the tower and was killed stone dead by a cheap, Chinese-made section of plastic hair coming adrift, resulting in him nose-diving into the moat and being gummed to death by five thousand goldfish and a waiting frog.
By Santa Monious URL on 12.12.2011
I ain’t no princess
with the puffy pink dress,
and the crystal shoes.
Living in some tall tower
waiting for Mr. Right.
I’m out on the trails
mudding and wheelin’
in my lil green wrangler,
in my blue jeans and boots.
Smoking cigs and drinkin booze,
standin’ around the bonfire.
Maybe bring someone one home,
he may not be Mr. Right,
but he’s Mr. Right for the night.
By zoe URL on 12.12.2011
The young woman was beautiful… she was alone. She was handsome and dainty simultaneously. Her pink frilled gown scraped the wooden floors and the halo of her golden curly locks seemed to stretch to the ceilings. The candlelight danced off the walls into her eyes and reflected a nonexistent joy.
By Lex on 12.12.2011
So I had carried the tenth mattress, and she could still feel the pea. It was then I realised, if a princess wants to be happy, she will sleep with a legume and kiss a frog if she has found true love.
By Geejay URL on 12.12.2011
The princess sat in her room,
in the highest place in the tallest tower
others would see her and say
“there is the princess, waiting for her prince”
little did they know that the wheels in her head were always turning.
she didn’t want a prince
as everyone suspected.
She just wanted to see the world-
By Madeleine Silvers on 12.12.2011
Princess Petunia jumped over the picket fence on her way to the Land of Historicalities. She found her way there.
By Nav URL on 12.12.2011
pretty pretty – banners in daytona – kit-kats – ingrid’s childhhood laughter and delight – Ada as a young girl AND IM THE PRINCE
By jambo on 12.12.2011
I’m not a princess, and you’re not my prince. This is no fairy tale, and you’re no hero. We’ll never have a true happy ending but, maybe we can have a happy moment. Let’s play pretend, and you rescue me from all the pain you put me through. Let’s try and be happy, too.
By Kathy on 12.12.2011
I was on Tumblr the other day and here was a text photo that said this:
Boy: Hey, have you heard of Princesses?
Girl: Yea, what about them?
Boy: If you ever want me to treat you like one, just ask :)))
By Kylaaa. URL on 12.12.2011
Gazing upon her, I knew it was love at first sight when I was enraptured by the feeling of a bullet piercing my heart. If only I had remembered for how fleetingly a moment that bullet remains a part of me…if only I had remembered that the exit wound would be so much larger than the point of entry. Forgive me, my lady, for I am a fallen knight.
By Christina URL on 12.12.2011
The young princess ran down the stairs, not looking back. How cliche is this? the clock strikes 12 and suddenly, everything changes. She is not the girl she was only a few hours ago.
By Maddie on 12.12.2011
you know.. its easy to make me feel like a princess, she said as he watched her skirt billow in the wind. It’s a shame, he told her, that you can’t see all your beauty
By alexandtra on 12.12.2011
“You. A princess. You could never be a princess,” the girl sneered. But I kept my cool and looked at her, a placid expression on my face, and replied, “It is not what you wear or who you are that makes you a princess, it is what you do for others.”
By Maddie URL on 12.12.2011
It’s not usual, I know. Not what you read about in fairytales, or in the English tabloids. Aaah, things are changing though. Standards are dropping. Like, Warnie’s hooked up with Liz. And dammit, Camilla became the Princess of Wales upon her marriage to Charlie but chose to us the title of Duchess. So, there’s a spare princess title just flapping around waiting… for moi. Who says I can’t be Princess of the Desk in the Corner. I’m giving it my best shot.
By EllaDee URL on 12.12.2011
Should conjure up images of grace and beauty, but only conjures up images of bitchiness and snobbery.
I knew a girl names princess in middle school. I wonder if she acted like one.
I used to genuinely think I was a princess. As in literal royalty.
By chilimango URL on 12.12.2011
A princess? A princess?! Really? Out of all the things to find in a tower, it had to be a princess? Not that it’s surprising in any way, shape, or form, but c’mon…can we have a little originality here? I mean, it was bad enough that I had to fight a dragon…a red dragon, mind you. It’s always red. Why not a purple dragon? Would that be too fabulous? Hmmm?
Oh, now she’s looking at me with those doe brown eyes. Better start acting all heroic.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 12.12.2011
Must be strange.
By Kai on 12.12.2011
And in rare cases, none of those things at all.
By HelenGrant URL on 12.12.2011
A useless over used title that parents who do not value human life use to spoil their daughters into monsters. I don’t fall in love with princesses I fall in love women, warriors, and visionaries.
By River Ranter URL on 12.12.2011
Psycho Liza, Evil Princess of Mesopotamia, bacchanalian moon-feaster, slippery eel of a woman or a spirit, none know which: how many will you leave dead in trunks of cars by the sides of highways and in driveways and what will you do with me once I have recorded all your conquests and your time is through? I beseech you, leave me your im’-charm, your storm and clay, and you know me, I will not misuse it…
By Miss Alister URL on 12.12.2011
She’s bright and beautiful and filled with pain. Look in her eyes, and you’ll see how she used to smile at her Daddy, climb on his lap. He’d love her forever, until the snow came and she wasn’t that little moon girl anymore. Daddy’s little angel. Princess. I guess that’s what she forfeited, when she let him break her heart.
By Rosalia Vanderbilt URL on 12.12.2011
The princess looks at her
made of stone,
encasing her in a marriage
she never asked for.
But of course,
she must play the part,
play the helpless girl
in the fairytale,
for how else will she get
wealth or beauty?
or long blonde hair?
because that seems to be
the only thing that matters in the world.
Why should she have to
It doesn’t make sense anymore.
She takes off her blonde wig,
sits in a house
made of wood and floor tiles
and kitchens and bedrooms,
sits in a chair,
and starts to read.
By Scythe42 URL on 12.12.2011
Every princess needs a prince, and so I strive to be the perfect gentle man. But I can’t lie, there’s no such thing as perfect; I’m gone make some mistakes. So, let’s make like dieting fat people, and “Work it Out”!
By Biscuit URL on 12.12.2011
Fuck my so called savior,
You caused me to sleep-
You confined my heart to the tower-
You we’re the apple of my eye,
But now you’ve gone and poisoned it.
Left my petals smashed on the floor,
Could’ve at least granted my wish.
You said you’d help me to escape,
Form my own steps on new soil,
But I don’t believe in fate
Or a whole new world.
By HumanKryptonite URL on 12.12.2011
princesses don’t have it as good as everyone thinks. yes, they might have maids and admirers and riches and what have you, but they are often kidnapped by evil villains and trapped in high towers with no windows. from your point of view, sure, royalty is great. but the grass isn’t so green on the other side. no. the grass is probably dead and scorched from that fire breathing dragon guarding the castle.
By maddie URL on 12.12.2011
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