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, December 3
Celeste. The ultra [alright, this sounds very sanitary pad-like, haha] sweet woman who volunteered to cut paper and bring me drinks when I was suffering with my A'level Art piece.