becky jean, the candle that shares its flame
hello, everyone. i'm the girl with the extremely long hair who always wears skirts and adores highheels even though they're completely unnecessary. i stand five feet and nine inches off the ground, and you'll most likely spot me sitting in a patch of grass beside the entrance to a forest, pen and paper in hand, eyes scanning the area as if waiting for an old friend to arrive and tell a long story. that is where it happens, that is where i find my inspiration, the words that flow smoothly from the ink to the the paper, staining its perfect whiteness forever. i may greet you with a friendly smile, outstreth my arms for a quick embrace, and flit out a few pleasantries, if we've met before. however, my greatest joy is found in solitude, sitting alone and closing my eyes until a peace settles over me, one that nothing else can compare to. i am an author, a poet, a thinker, a dreamer, and an individual. i cannot boast of being the strongest person mentally or physically, nor the most unique or interesting, but i am becky jean coors, and i would rather be me than anyone else. p.s. did i mention that less than three hundred and thirty six people in the united states have my last name? *smiles sweetly*
i like:photography, photoshop, classic literature, scented lotions, plaid purses, pale pink lipstick, chocolate chip cookies, cuddling by the fire