About AriesDragon

Biography

Passionate, opinionated and unapologetically layered. I have an ambivert personality. I'm a condratiction; smart but naive, a dreamer but a realist, rebelious, but conservative, modest but also proud. I often come across as aloof, I am shy but sociable. I'm an emotionally complex woman, that's a certainty. I express deeply, sincerely and often. I am a thinker, and even when quiet, those still waters run deep.

I appreciate witty banter, theoretical conversations, sensitive gestures and thoughtful debates.

I was here for 3 years, then I took a short break... and then signed up again...

Name:
AriesDragon
Sex:
Female 
Age:
42
Sign:
Aries
Relationship Status:
Married
Location:
Favorite Books:
Childrens books
Favorite Authors:
Babette Cole, Julia Donaldson
Favourite TV Shows:
Blacklist, Designated survivor, Outlander, Vikings, GOT, Last Kingdom, Reign, Tudors, Gilmore girls.

Statistics

Date Joined:
10 Apr 2015
Last Visit:
19 Sep 2018
Page Viewed:
3,340 times
Friends:
19
Followers:
4
Days in Chat:
0
Days on Site:
6
Forum Posts:
922
Stories:
7
Badges:
6
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Stories Published By AriesDragon All Stories »

What if...

What if you hadn’t been there, if we hadn’t met that day, what if when I’d looked at you, you’d looked the other way? What if I had been older, would you have found a way to stay, what if we hadn’t parted, each going our separate way? Would our lives have been different, would we have made it last? Would we have stayed together or remained in each other’s past? What if we hadn’t...

Added 15 Sep 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 109 | 6 Comments

Inner turmoil

He leaves her crying, alone, insides dead He makes her believe it’s all in her head. She wants to scream She wants to yell The anger consumes her Her life feels like hell. She is tired of being strong Of pretending she’s okay Of hiding the hurt In the light of the day.   His words cut right through her, they’ve torn her apart There is only cold stone where there once was a heart....

Added 01 Sep 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 127 | 8 Comments

What is love?

What is love? Howard Jones and later, Haddaway asked the same question. I’m not sure if either got any answers but I seem to be asking myself that more and more at the moment. I’m not talking of the love for your parents or children or siblings. I’m referring to the kind of love that makes your heart leap and your fingers tingle, which squeezes you right to the core of your being....

Added 21 Aug 2018 | Category Musings | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 139 | 9 Comments

Circle of Life

A massive old Acacia abyssinica tree grew to one side of the house on the edge of a seasonal pond overlooking the valley and fields below. So much life happened in and around this beautiful tree and through the decades many milestones had been commemorated in the shade of its branches; weddings, christenings, memorial services and countless lunch parties. Children who had grown up climbing in...

Added 20 Aug 2018 | Category Musings | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 123 | 6 Comments

Recommended Read The boy I never knew

The day I found out about you was one full of mixed emotions. You were unexpected, unplanned but never unwanted yet I couldn’t shift the feelings of foreboding that I had. Uncertainty, fear, dread even, and the feeling that things were no longer within my control. I barely spoke of you since that day I said goodbye, I set your spirit free. You had been with me and a part of me for 28 weeks,...

Added 03 Jan 2016 | Category Musings | Votes 17 | Avg Score 4.82 | Views 1,051 | 18 Comments

Seeking Solace

Where can my heart go to break? To lose this pain that I cannot shake, You ran right through it with a stake And left me with this numbing ache. Where can my heart go to bleed? To rid myself of this addictive need The love and hope that your words would feed And to kill the dreams you had guaranteed. Where shall my soul go to die? Is there somewhere above the sky? I hope it...

Added 28 Dec 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 639 | 8 Comments

I'm not eating that!

My Mother once told me, a long time ago, that if I ate all my broccoli my hair would grow. I was not convinced; I knew it wasn't true, as I never ate my broccoli but my hair still grew. She assured me that spinach would make me grow strong. I still didn't eat it, just to prove her wrong. She said carrots would help me to see in the dark "but with a torch, I'll see better" ...

Added 14 Jul 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 14 | Avg Score 4.93 | Views 725 | 15 Comments

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