O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
As a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear-
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
Eileen; sahkae@gmail.com
I line my eyes like a raccoon and my nail polish is always cracked.
Friday, May 13
Okay. So I'm giving up the party at IndoChine, Cherie's farewell lunch, Saturday's service, sleep and leisure for the damn Art project, Literature essay and History test.