Amelia

a f-cking hot chick
boy:amelia?

boy 2:yeah, the f-cking hot one. full of s-ss too
boy:ohhh her!!
a crazy, awesome, loud, lovable girl. impossible not to be smiling when around her. she lights up the entire room when she comes in. the bestest friend you will ever have.

sometimes known as mia or millie.
amelia did a crazy dance move that only she can pull off!
(noun) a female who is of average height, but seems to be taller because of the large and charismatic att-tude with which she goes through life. capable of being both beautiful and adorable, extremely intelligent and extremely blonde, never values herself accurately, and has the most beautiful sky blue eyes known to mankind. can usually be found near any large collection of music, and is a fantastic swimmer, is surprisingly strong, and generally extremely ticklish.
clueless guy/girl: who was that gorgeous little minx that walked by?

knowledgeable friend: that’s amelia, and forget about it, she engaged to tom. and she would still be out of you league if she wasn’t.

clueless guy/girl: oh, right. i should have known right away, her looking so awesome and whatnot.
a pet-t girl with brown hair who can get jealous easily and emotional quickly. bright and hard working but also fun and a great laugh to be around. has a shy but strong personality and is very reliable. not someone who would joke about serious things and some one who gives amazing advice .
that amelia is really trustworthy, and she gives amazing advices.

yes. she really helped my with a personal problem.
the name given to woman so commanding of your attention, even the syllables seem to trace the delicious curves of her body. eyes that say, ‘you. no, not you, you! ohforf-cksake, in the white shirt. yes, you. now get over here before i change my mind’. lips so intoxicating and sumptuous to kiss, it’s like you’re tasting rohypnol lip balm for the first time.

a personality so bright it eclipses every care and subverts any reason to leave her company. her intoxicating nature is literal: a capacity for all things alcoholic will render the average man speechless, had she not already reduced him to such a state with a simple ‘h-llo’.

this boundless energy combined with a figure that makes you want to be her shower sponge, would be enough to stop your day at amelia o’clock, but it doesn’t end there. beyond every unending quality she exudes lies a complexity equally alluring. for example, despite a diary that would put any head of state to shame, plans are made to be embellished, changed, or f-cked off completely. she raises a judgemental eyebrow to the mundane, and grabs the f-ckmullet of spontaneity as if it’s a play-thing on a cigarette break. nothing rests while amelia plays.

in short, the name amelia is reserved for a woman that will make a nato airstrike of your emotions, and thank your lucky chromosomes you’re a man. end of.
ameliaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh…