Always
Eternal Insanity
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- Aug 9, 2000
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"But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? Tis the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is sick and pale with grief that thou, her maid, art far more fair than she."
i've gonbe totally mushball.. i can;t think of anything but her, when i do think of her i can't think, breathe, or do anything... hopelessly head over heels... *sighs dreamily*
i've gonbe totally mushball.. i can;t think of anything but her, when i do think of her i can't think, breathe, or do anything... hopelessly head over heels... *sighs dreamily*