Hallo.

Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, 'Fool,' said my Muse to me; 'look in thy heart and write.'
- P Sidney.

You pull at the strings, but they're broken it seems...The dance isn't over for me, my love.

Friday, April 15, 2011

She's On Your Mind.

I dislike the rain for ruining our plans.
Which is sort of saying something coming from the girl who has the crappiest immune system but dances in the rain anyway.  Oh well.  There'll be other times.  I just.  Yeah.
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