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.
Thursday, November 17
I don't like those I term 'outsiders', I don't like those self-invites that 'outsiders' dole out to themselves.