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.
Sunday, November 20
It isn't all as fine and dandy as it seems. It's a mix of annoyance and hurt. We need to talk but you're never around.