"the weather is very gloomy lately,...i wonder is it the sadness of heaven,.. i wonder ,..hahahhaahaha..."
i dont mind spending everyday looking for a girl with a broken smile
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,Signifying nothing
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